God, how I love you!
into the very strands of your dna,
down down to where your
chromosomes waltz in pairs,
there in the engine room,
at the omega point of your ignition,
solar system of your atomic merry go round,
I am incandescent within the
Your breath lifts the latch off
my fears, your touch leaves me
wildly oscillating and
drugs me stupid.
In this hot house climate
suck the sweet sap of your marrow,
the gristle and bone of your history,
I become a pilgrim visiting sacred sites,
the honey pot of well known tourist traps
gets me every time,
My hungry hands translate you,
warm braille story telling in tissue and sinew,
a treasure map marked with life’s X’s,
this beloved globe my marvelous microcosm.
I look for signs of myself in your landscape,
a perfect lotus.