Eros Descending

Hover above me
on your knees.
Let gravity pull
your breasts
and your hair
toward my lips.

Put your hands
upon my shoulders.
Press like a panther.
Envelop what I am.
Undulate your hips
until they begin
to writhe in rhythm.

Until we become
only one entwined
bewitched being,
magically merging
without beginning,
without an end.

Eternal whirl of wonder.