A real pleasure to please

A real pleasure to please
this woman whose been coming
around and be lost sometimes in her.
Lost meaning   a letting go
of midnight strolls
through disembodied faces
accusing and disgusted.
Letting go of staring into
fissures amid blue velvet;
the beauty of my eyes.
This tongue of mine
has tasted otherness
in your mouth
under your tongue
over mine
tasting otherness.
Outside the trees are blossoming.
My sister in law
is pregnant
with a child
who will one day
attend my wake,
all things for the best,
everything is come again,
come again
verdant bulge
of this Earth
come again

Dark Holes

Dark Holes
in your thighs,
musing into you
over origins,
over desires
and the taste
of returning
dark holes.
along you,
looking into
the nightful chasms
of your eyes
and wondering...
If our bodies
enter and leave
through earthen holes
of the sea,
than what of us
is born awash
in the springs
of vision
and what returns
And to what eyes
A promise spoken
softly in the brown
way you look
at me,
that while
there is dying
there is no death
and of birth
and death
there is only
the urging
through dark
earthen holes
of the sea
and all desire,
just a taste