My Prose Poem (Rough Cut)
You’ve been in bed all day.
Allow me to indulge myself in you.
If I were to be graced with your presence
in this very moment, I would
disrobe you and adore your every glorious curve,
bathe you in scents of white jasmine and mint…
lay you down on that same bed that has
gotten to know you so
intimately and
explore your garden….
with my childlike innocence and pursuant curiosity.
I gather up the sunshine of your smile
when I caress your skin
and partake in the sweet nectar
produced betwixt your aureate thighs.
Rhythmic stimulation made your
sunflower’s petals open.
I lay with you, content in your warmth and fullness.
Solar flares.
We personify Light,
beaming brilliantly.