A primal flower we weave
Between blue azure and sea
Together, bodies coil
Mouths to fertile soil
Your lips, the scent of hash
Voraciously, we crashed
To hold poise, we fought
To repress, we ought!
Without a stitch in sight
A hummingbird takes flight
Like sky and sea, we meet
In two bodies' harmony
As pure as driven snow
A sweet babe, a sweet doe
My habitat, your home.