Why, why do you cry behind your smile
While daylight dances in your eyes?
A Delight of thighs thrumming my desire
Is checked by a glimmer of storm
Unborn in a smile like Amber
Or ambrosia striking dead my tounge which
Yearns to run along your body
As A child at play, the scent
Of your sex covers & kindles me
With a hint of honey hiding
An ocean where drowning is all one can do-
But who are you upon that shore peering into tidal pools?