Submission

Her ribs lie
Just below
The velvet
Of her skin.
I press into her
Arms protectively wrapped
Yet wantonly
About her body.

Her heart beats
Near mine.
I match her breathing
Breath for breath
My head tucked
Into the space behind her
Left ear
As though I might
Listen to her thoughts.

This must be slow
Like a stout brew
Nothing hurried
A full roast
Brings the best cup.

I hush her to silence.
Let’s do this wordlessly
Trusting our bodies
To communicate.
There are better uses
For tongues
Than phonics.

We exchange our
Mysteries here
Each becoming more than
The whole
When we join
The clay of our flesh
Mixing
With the untamed light
Of our spirits.

And we kiss each other
Into submission.