Marked by forever embrace
arms to mind
nose to heart,
I will never recover
a touching scent like you;
no other lover
rapes pelvic thoughts
musks up a spell
pushes my deep
and levels a deadly wrench kiss
like hammers
to pulpy plum;
in your leave
I hollow gourds of song
await the pine needle drop
and hum Jesus and rum.
In the gaze of the other 