No one
is like you
so sensual
erotic
worth having
holding
knowing
intimately
sexually
I do not
worship you
am not your slave
have not sold my soul
over
to
a life
of gratification of the senses
but you open to me the door
of creation
poetry
life
art
writing
literature
of a divine profanity
a sacred insanity
intense divinity
divine inspiration
preservation
destruction
death
more than
any other
she
or anything else
does
yes
that
you do
how then can I not walk with you
as an equal
by your side
embrace you
kiss you
hold you
and see open up in us
in me
in you
the doors
of perception
to those other worlds
of fancy
fantasy
imagination
myth
story
poem
fiction
and fact
till I am sated
and you are too?
but we never will be
fully
such is this sluice
this cut in your flesh
that yields water
that does not run out
your lips and other gifts
such is the power
of this you, extraordinary creation
such is the grace
and beauty
of you
the portal
this does not mean
you are perfect
we strive
with each kiss
each poem
i write
for the infinite blue sky
the eternal deep dark blue ocean
the endless cosmos
with its never ending stars
and blue shades of pride
I never believed
in any goddess or woman
till I met you
but for this you
I am ready
to become a god
Together we become
one, not two
