Shortest Night

(18 June 1998 - to GCS)

"We will not sleep tonight",
you say, testing a knot.
"There's too much magic
in the air. Electric power"
(pinching a nipple)
"flows like wine.
Now you are mine
Now, tonight, forever."

"You will not sleep tonight,"
I say, flexing my crop.
"I do not doubt
I can keep you awake.
Too many images,
rituals,
for just one night."
(fingernail
across rigid flesh)
"I'll try to select
my favorites."

What I would give
for even the shortest
night (holy),
wholly with you.
No limits, no lies,
no barriers,
and no excuses.


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