When Words Are Not Enough

Cocoon me
tightly
within the supple shelter
of your arms and legs

the words are not enough

Baptize me
gloriously
in the silken waterfall
of your kiss and skin

the words are not enough

This glib, this gab
this charm and magic
this easy erudition
chafes, dries and cracks
then crumbles into dust
I will, gladly
give my body to you
when the words
are not enough

Celebrate me
endlessly
with the serene snowfall
of your eyes and fingers

the words are not enough

Educate me
lasciviously
inside the lustful cave
of your thoughts and desires

the words are not enough

This poetry, this verse
this diatribe and rant
this bland erotolalia
has been stripped
of all its comfort
I will lay down
my life for you
when the words
are not enough.