FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

THE QUICK BROWN FOX

it is more lovely
if words are set aside

eyes beg, and one nods,
caresses gently land on
each skin,
reverberating the
silence of desire

in explorations like these
the tongue is restless
and the lips keep on
closing some doors
and putting marks

there is so much giving
and understanding,
and then at the finale
when the love dance ends,
there is no need to say
thank you or i love you.

in times like these
they are unnecessary.

if there is tomorrow
let us go somewhere.
if there is none,
we are bound to
just forget.