Proper Lovers

I radiate from myself.
You open like a wave and consume me.

After eating
flowers bloom in your mouth
and wisdom and laughter emerge from your thoughts,
like little whales leaping through your surfaces

And we dance together,
an infinite muse for ourselves.

We make one home of each other
and bare wild, beautiful children
that ride off like brisk, white summer rapids
toward their destinies.

by Jason Stutz

Comments (1)

Wow, this has such unique imagery that I have to love it. Very good visuals. sincerely, Mary