I see your eyes shining full
watching me from the cave of your heart
the tholos of your soul
An untamed wind gusts through me
toppling my walls,
freeing my Siren howling
screeching into my shyness
eating it, killing me
Informing me, body and soul.
Untaming me.
Blazing me incandescent, confident.
I am yours.

I touch your raw manliness
feel its roughness, its smoothness
stir its rawness
prowl its borders, roaring.
I take the chalice of your hand
and cup my breast in it
Cup my *** with it
fill it with my heat
my wetness
my hallucinogenic wine.
Drink.
Eat.
You are mine.

I take you and blow winds
across the atlantic of your body
storm winds from the hot africa of my body
to flow up to the peninsula of your neck
to swirl and sinuate through your mind
to gather your thunder in them
to gather your lightning in them
to gather your hurricane in them
to gather your tectonic arousal in them
A continent-crashing
mountain-thrusting
breath-abating
heart-shatte­ring
tidal-surging
Storm
to carry us beyond our continents
beyond our seas
crash us into each other
into our Selves
into our untamed
raw
chaotic
surging
humid
muddy
slippery
Souls.

2/14/15
c. Roberta Compton Rainwater 2015