Fulfillment

Ecstasy suffused

Her; articulate voice, now

Mouthing vowels of love

Her first juices are

Lovely; the second nectar

Is velvet new life.

My pelvis to hers

Creates a circuit from the

Sacrum to her heart

Through her throat into

My mouth, down my throat and to

My heart, sacrum and

Back into her, a

Holy electricity,

We revivify.

Her Vows

She had found his words

By accident. One of the

Unfortunates had

Been selling them as

Pamphlets, and she had picked one

Up while cleaning. She

Regretted that choice

Every day afterward. His

Words had become her

Flesh, they were in her

And she had to touch them. When

The pamphlet was burned,

She scribbled his words

From memory and began

To touch her darkest

Deepest places. Her light

Had been swallowed by darkness.

Who would save her now?