Oral Traditions

From the milk of kindness

To the milk of our lives

She often drank from my well

And with Eros her guide

Swallowed the tide

Rising up out of the swell

From tender caresses

To the parting of lips

I drank the nectar inside

Between pillars of strength

Pushed to the brink

On ecstasy’s waves she’d ride

From the brush of a thigh

To the wiggling of tongues

Cosmic orgasmic we met

For an instance in time

Were perfect in rhyme

Neither had any regret

From the boiling of blood

To washed clean by the rain

Tropic of Cancer we lay

Consumed by compulsion

Set in motion

By desires all must obey

Traditions of oral

Will teach you this lesson

For whom will pursue the goal

Ambrosia’s the gift

Consciousness lifts

Escapes from body to soul