Hush, Love…
say not a word
as I sit here in light
and desire is wafting
in shivery delight

see how it settles
and falls out of air?
Here, on my shoulder
precipitates there in
a silvery sheen of dewy desire

my love a
melty hot flower of
mmmmmm

say not a word, Love
but if you wish
you may bend close
here, to taste of my neck.