Monday, September 28, 2009

Witness

Come night come moon-light
   pierce shallow waters
'til your silver dusted hand
   tickles the long porus back
of the unfaithful riv(her)

Come night come moon-light
   reach for her curvy
colorful contours,
   pinching her between the mounds
as they appear to move in your light play
   before settling down on her yonders

Come night come moon-light
   descend down upon her ravines,
touch the lips and kiss it
  And in this noiseless serenade
meander deep in to her cervice

Come night come moon-light
   not betray ye faithful eyes
before these rest in
   of your sinful prelude
before her carnal carnival
   With the morning might