The Specifications of a Dream
You know the list. It specifies the smell
Of hope and fragrance of your long lost love,
The scent of it in bed and thrusting swell
Of pillowed lust. The list contains the shove
Of fleshy colored passion and the taste,
The scarlet taste, red in bridal nights
Involving virgin need, involving chaste
Desire commanded by a man, delights
Imposed inside by hunching manhood’s stretch.
The list embraces openness the sound
Of pink when gasping while two lovers etch
In hollow slickness urging, surge and pound.
..The list demands fulfilment that is vast,
….Exploding love so strong it’s like a blast.
