Self-illuminating god

Thoughts of you swim the oceans
of my world - empty otherwise

Twin satellites - moons of cheese
hang like winter
brisk in the velvet sheets of night

Into the dark
halfway out of my cocoon
thoughts of you recede my fears

I felt my bed grow strangely warm
glowing a bright yellow - gold
finally shining like all the suns
of the Milky Way - in unison
a beacon for you to follow

When I dreamt last night
I dreamt of you swimming my warmth
gathering up its last reserves
like a sponge gathers any liquid
like a vampire gathers
crimson energy - blood
in an erotic dance of lust and bliss

Into the dark
the night is cold
and I seek your warmth

Twin satellites - moons of want
bend in the plumb black sky
like ripe fruit - its time has come

While thoughts of you sing me silent
tonight - my world is empty
otherwise ...