Anywhere, Anyplace, Anytime
Licentious souls combine
Craving to compose
A visual poem of unheard verse

In throws of passion merging their wish
The forest conceals the fetish
Creating one song
Drawn risqué lyrics to which two belong

Yet it's what can't be seen by open eyes
Silence to all ears
Carving howls into the wood
Making love, the art of hidden display

06/09/2000

Author's Note: This seems almost a prequil to "Intercourse of Hearts". I have always wanted to write a poem while making love, though the fear of being booted out of the bed for writing in the midst of passion has always held me back. Maybe someday a poetess will share my desire and we can write one together.... JJ

Posted on 09/27/2005
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