I am a mob of one on the flash
A pulmonary conviction
The membrane of your choice

I am the Matador, Sinewy Eros
Entangling horns as they come
Nearer to thee than the moon
Dear Gaia

I am millions of deities rolled into One
A lozenge, a salve, a breath mint

As a harpsichord I traipse the body luscious
The perennial you plant
Every year hoping

Ground-breaking rip-roaring shattered

Jagged shards, Green clovers, Pink moons
Lucky charms and amulets
Around your ankles and thighs
Tigers and bears

Oh my!

Chagall 2015