Let Us Be

My cup spilleth over
brimming full of sweet
blood, dirt, sweat
and love

The raw essence
of passion and trust
thrumming from brow
to toes, lazy stretch
and playful bump
across our paisley print

Take me to your black room
weightless, peaceful
and just the two of us
but then again
we are just one

We could be stars, or
moist and musky earth
or flame that burns
through the darkest fear
or we could simply
lay in bed
until the clock cries
"5:30! 5:30!"

Decend back to earth
in arms that are bruised, groan
but not from displeasure
long, lean, stiff from fun
a leg appears from the fog
of blankets and limbs
to reclaim the carpet
and reclaim composure
and maybe some clothes
assuming they are found

Come my love
let's be gone
to a different room
and be