she bares her flesh to me
glowing sungold under the moon
[So] I can’t quite call her
a marble statue
some such sight I’m sure you’d glimpse
in the Louvre
& fall quite passionately
yearning to touch, to fold
fingers against her spine
in real time
But then
unwittingly I freeze…
rebel against my every thought
my tongue netted with desire
& saliva & I think
I have just met
a goddess of lust
because I am struck
Struck silent
when she comes to life
places her hand on my chest and
purrs so lovingly
I just wanna feel your heartbeat
–LM
The Lexicon 