From Bellow



the frogs bellow our names from below
heaven a marsh dank and deep of stink
under moon and bat and stars like salt
on your round brown *******
my world complete for the moment
your soft entire touches me love from
dizzy head to cold wet toes on the grass
an empty bottle crumbs of bread and us
together for our first and last union of
sweat and tongue and all that is a man
and a woman we were something beyond