Like My Blood Is Pumping With Snake Venom

My heart

sometimes a sparkling pool

in the hidden meadow

is currently the color of pinot noir

I want to wrap my legs around your dreams

fix my eyes into your hall of mirrors

I Surrender

I hunger
for you
your serpentine
tongue
it’s acrobatic ability
to slip
underneath
and flick
the backside
of my intellect

Make me
a slave
with your
deep sight
that penetrates
my essence
I surrender