a gulp of light

here we lie

you and i

biting

shadows

off each other's

bodies

taking chunks

off

gulping light

in

the dark

i dip

my fingertip

adding

to the black barrage

of your eyes

serenading

the edges

of your eyelids

what is it

that

we are trying to do

which spirits

are

we

trying to

evoke

sinister

fear striking

yet

so

seductively tempting

that

we

can't help but

move our

finger

on

each other

like

writing

a love poem

on

a ouija board

and then 

this move

to stand in front of a mirror

first,

side by side

and then

you leading
the way

me,

following behind

i cup your breasts

and talk to them

with my 

pleading fingertips

desirous

delirious

seeking

to make them

seep

paint

with which

i can paint

the background

of this poem

the lines of which

i pull out

like satin strings

from every inch

of your body

with which

i cover my hands

my face

a string

reluctantly 

hanging from 

the corner of my lips

i try

to grasp

this string

and 

i try to

make it

multiply

in to

a

lyre

we strum

from either

side

creating

resonance

and plucking it

out of thin air

shaping it

in to

a passion fruit

in to which

we bite

with fused mouths

tongues

lips

spit

till we devour 

the last bit

of it

and then

we rub 

the back 

of our hands

against our 

mono mouths

and

look

at each other

aroused 

by this

ripe

appetizer

ready 

for a bigger feast

a dinner

which lasts 

this night

the next morning

afternoon

and the 

espousing

night

so

here we lie

you and i

biting

shadows

off each other's

bodies

taking chunks

off

gulping light