The Game

let us love each other more than love can bear
then we shall see the face of God,
the vivacities of vulvacies,
minted in fame,
our eros will explode like the eiffel tower,
blowing glass and blowing bubbles,
the silences of the dead.

before you know it, you are flying,
blinded like a bat, exploding
madness like children escalated, mad buffaloes
down the drain,
soft hearted souls do leap
upon the heavenly high, aerated
the deliberate flowing of the stars.

Korean women in swings, dreaming
childhood in the vivid cells of memory,
quaint voices do excite
the threading of seduction... release release
breath like the sun
blowing the souls of soldiers to deepened joy.

blossom those crysantheums,
blossom the souls of men,
relieved of memories
through the throes of the night.