untitled at the moment

when you
genuflect to me,
oooooh baby
sweet sweet sw-
eat me sweet as can
be.

map your hands out
'til they fan out over parts
that can't be seen
by explorers and when we
disappear the stars
won't find us and God won't
mind us

for we are doing His work,
creating a privilege
dancing on a razor's edge
between the jungle and insanity
and the rough seas of humanity feel
no need to bring us back

until i see your body jerk
like it did at your first flirt
trying to be slick and knowing
what i knew
that what we were going to do
would be worth
the voyage.