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LOVER’ S BODIES





There is the gathering in and the dispersion of lover’s bodies

Like a debit and credit ledger; the spending and the taking in.

They gather in a pirates treasure and at night spend it all.



As a man I notice the feminine downy hair on face cheeks;

I count the suppleness of myriad curves as gold doubloons;

Together we spend our inheritance in the dance of love.



Lover’s bodies are open to inspection; at least artists say so;

How they capture the sex flush, I will never know; however,

Artist like Rodin could not help partake of his model’s flush.



Maybe it is the redness of lips that betray lovers; such lips

Only exist among the newborn or those born anew in love;

Rubrical is the color of passion as red is of the impassioned.



Clarence Darrow knew there were lovers in the courts of law;

Lovers without counsel receive larger settlements; everyone

Knows that lovers give everything in their consummation.



All the pearls gathered in by lover’s bodies during the night are

Spent the next day; the account ledgers are always balanced.

I only hope that I can catch a breath from the lover’s tree.