The Warp

Baby

you hold your arm half cleft and fingers lightly open

as if to catch a bird that might be flying through

the velvet dusk drawn by your white flesh

I tilt my morning lust into your heart

drain you of all gifts we are renewed

and as I lean across you feel where lying snug

your baby kicks me lightly yours

not mine (never mind) he’s welcome to the world

let him come in let him come in one day

he too will feel a girl yield to his bloom

and know that of all the world

this only is true

And if he

lost in purple caverns snug

in tented sleep feels me

pass near and holding out

his perfect tiny hands clutches

at tamarisk or floating gossamer

the goods the gaud of life and dreams

will he then maybe fancy that all

will be like this, gilt, bliss?

you hold your arm half cleft as if to catch a bird

I gently sink my shiny teeth into your lip

and feel your baby kick

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