Erotica Unbound

Words on the page
reach out, touch me
in places forgotten.

Heart rhythm and tone
uniquely stirring
the deepest primal home.

A surge spreading
from waiting wildness within
flooding dry shores.

On the cliffs above
A diver hesitates – then -
falls like a plunging bird.

Deep, deep
beneath the lid of the lake
lost to light and sound.

Those words remind me,
take me,
soak into…