meet me

meet me
on the stage
of this erotic theatre

don’t hide (me)
in the wings
step forward
into the light
sometimes
stand behind me

whisper
sweet everythings
sweep me off my feet
grounded
in our certainty

alone together
in this play
of power/surrender
our audience
an entire world
of pleasure

 


 

How I spent my Saturday evening (writing, not doing 😉), in the build-up to Sunday’s alignment of sun, moon, earth—and poem.

 An invocation.

(Lunar eclipse, Sun 7 September, 2025.)

PHOTO: татьяна-доломан