An ecstasy of fumbling
For a cause greater than lust
A purer cell of passion
To release a paralyzing ******
Straddling a sense of hope
To make it through the night
And survive the day after
with stories of a lover
Who fondled my ******* like they were
the last drop of water
And my body was the Sahara
he straddled to get to them
Striking fast and stinging
Until bodies entwine in pure rapture
Of warmth and love
Connected for a moment
Of a lifetime
Well lived