Breaking Celibacy

Dust settles as the wind blows
O’er an ocean eons forgotten;
Bare, desolate, arid,
The sands of time linger here.

Tread lightly with thy step
For the ground is hungry
And the sand quick to swallow,
Eager to replenish what it has lost.

Brittle bones crack under soft touch,
The sun-bleached needles prick fore’er deep;
You gasp in recoil too slow
While blood flows in long rivers down pale skin.

Parched earth drinks red life,
Pulling heart and soul through hollow veins,
Mineral deposits awaken and gorge,
Your dying breath seals gaping fissures.

Once neglected, now well nourished,
I lay beside your sleeping form,
Sated with pleasure I purr contented;
You are forever mine to love.

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