I heard you
Say,
if I may?
Ravishing
from head to toes
And all points
In-between
As if I’ve not seen
The points between
Twenty toes
To destination
Overflows
And danger
love?
She spun
Of Venus
Slip of the tongue
Quick kiss
between us
On which the moon hung
In the peril
Of pearls
A fate now
unstrung
Between the lips
South by north
tiny pieces
Calling forth
A song was sung
Unknown discourse
On which the moon hung
With all our force