the fall of

velvet plum points and umber aureolae



remember living



forget cool evening air kisses the rush of 

liberation freed from the brassiere



forget the cupping of his hands the pleasure 

his eyes looking down/anticipating



forget his mouth. his tongue at the nipples 

his intense hungry nursing



forget sensations which begin either 

on the right or the left. go thru the body 

linger between thighs



forget the space once grasped during his ecstasy 



sweet sweet mama you taste so