come on down to the Mermaid Cafe

                                 Eve’s Fountain


criss crossing limbs while tasting from the depths of your desire
thank you for your kiss
                           your touch upon my skin
		the fingers                              within
awakening passion
                                         not dormant             but forgotten
i thank you for letting me taste from your fountain
and creating a circle 
                                           of two 
an A-frame can hold us
                                                but not our desire
                              as limbs criss cross
               and fingers and tongues find ways
to bring moans and throbs and cyclones to reality
it's been a minute since i've had a woman's touch
                  a minute since i've served eve
                      (in ways that  adam never could)
and i'm riding waves of a cyclone
air twisting me 
                               this way and that
criss crossing limbs while i say
thank you for worshiping  
                      (with me)