**saturated in the unmistakable mystique
of big city lights
where high-rises complete their climb
inches from a hallowed temple
i've balanced the night sky on my shoulders
like thighs
and the air up there abstracted my breath
somewhere between culmination
and consciousness
the levees broke..
the back wheels
of my unbound innocence came undone
and now everything heated seems to suggest
we explore each other more
when the fire escape
is in essence
a spiral stairway to your g spot
you make me nervous
maybe i'm just high strung
either way
reckless and unprotected
we'd read like an erotic couplet
indulging in simple addition
66 and three
until your sex found an urban wind to grind
bold and bareback
100 and 1/4 stories above this concrete jungle
where i've caught comets on my tongue
that sizzled like pop rocks
and lust diminishes the fear of heights
to an afterthought
if that..**