The Last Poem

of my next poetry book:


Nights of Saturn and Satin

We dance along the rings of Saturn,
eyes failing to notice the stars.
My satin is a thin barrier
between our skin.

You find the secrets of eternity
in the corners of my lips.
Who knew they could taste
so delicious?

Our days run into nights,
and our nights run in circles.
Pleasure is the ring
that binds us.

Satin paves the rings of Saturn.
The universe cannot comprehend
the miracle of such love
but you and I do.