POEM 31: TULIPS

Sweetness
hear the tune of our tulips 
as we kiss 
and hum with me
let the music of our moans
rise into the clouds 
like puff of Mexican weed.

Sweetness
whisper romantic nonsense
into my lips
as our tulips
unfold in French embrace.

Sweetness
allow me run quivering fingers
on the chords of your contours
until you release that soundtrack
that'll drive me deeper to come.

Sweetness
unfold your petals
I'm unfolding mine
let our tulips embrace
before the break of day.