Untitled (A Man Thinking to a Woman)

I am the roar your pour of heat

grumbling grimacing inside everything cool silky and you

I am your rough your smooth your creator and comforter of all your wicked
gorgeous dreams and desires

I am your dare your dream your dog your madness master of your hands feeling
your woman sweaty peppered lips satin lashes tasty I am yours

I am the strong the hairy the fierce

the awkward friendly who knows the way knows the how

can fix a dream your car your love who can order and hit and fly and drive your
smile into my crotch in any instant for any price

I am the power your security your songs your destiny you want it darling

I am your naked I am your clothed I am your lonely your strong who mustn't feel
mustn't cry mustn't dive into the true gleaming precious water which is mine

Previously published in The Sand Canyon Review