How deep does this go?
Excavate it, carve around it, rediscover it.
With delicate caresses unearth it
Treasure your burnished heirloom in secret.
Down in the strata the serpent coils
Soft undulating flesh that yields and sways
How long will you long for the forbidden fruit
Before the skin breaks under your teeth?
In succulent sighs the call to prayer
Bow low and enter the holy veil
Ancient temple in your hands
Yours to rebuild or yours to lose.
Follow the voice that wraps around
Your medulla oblongata
Pluck the nerve to hear a vagal tone
Your heart strings bowed to my desire.
How deep does this go?
And how far back across the eons?
Moreover, if this vessel fills with love
How much will it hold?
(c) Stacie Ferrante
3-3-08
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