FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

let me be
a tree in your forest

corn in your fields
birds in your sky

let me be a driftwood
in your river

the wind in your hair
the word of your mouth

the song in your throat
the navel in your belly

let me be the musk
scent of your breasts

let me that love near you
the one that finally proclaims

a need for the lips a longing
for the body

let me be the rain, or the sunshine
all over your body

oh, let me be,let me be,
the presence in your absence.