PLUNGE

PLUNGE

I COME ONLY TO VENERATE…

DESECRATION I LEAVE TO OTHERS!

THAT TILT ON YOUR FLAT BELLY,

THAT PLUNGES BETWEEN YOUR HIPS…

THAT IS ECSTACY INCARNATE!

IT IS THE WORD IN FLESH,

A PROMISE NEVER TO BE REPEATED.

AND AS I WATCH YOU WALK AWAY,

WITH YOUR PERFECT HOUR GLASS FORM,

AND THE CELLO DIMPLES

THAT LEAD TO YOUR CHEEKS

THIS IS MUSIC TO MY EYES,

A SONATA IN A MAJOR FORM…

ALL BORN OF STARS…

A COSMOS IN MINITURE,

A COLLISION OF GALAXIES.

MATTER SOFTLY FOLDING IN,

A GOD’S GREATEST LYRIC,

JUSTLY GRANTED TO YOUR FORM,

I WAS BLESSED TO WORSHIP YOU.

FOREVER BLESSED.

DALE M 2021