My Constellation
I want you to block out the moon,
And soar through the evening sky,
As you knit with me like a loom,
Suckling my essence,
'Til I am dry.
Break open my earth in lust,
While bearing down on my hips,
Incarnating my firm sex so deep,
Should my loving root,
Caress your moist lips.
Your passionate soul shall weep,
Flooding plains like genesis within,
Together tonight as we eclipse,
You become,
My constellation.
(C)2014 PJ Bayliss
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