Friday, February 15, 2008

Honeymoon

Could you say bosom
instead of chest?
And my belly. Could you refer to it
as Solomon does? A heap of wheat.
Stomach is a flat word.
Be queen sized bed, naked
under overcoat with me--
no more Bubonic shyness,
we have Jesus' permission now.
I promise, we'll be shadowed
by rooftops, and blown lightbulbs
and 3am.
This will be revival.

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