i plummet from the night sky.

a new poem

i plummet from the night sky.

i land on her
back, smooth and
moonlit silver.
i take the braids and pull
a grip fashioned to fit
my hand impossibly

well. suddenly
i trust myself. i fall into
my body-mind and meld
with her. i trust her
too. she is everything
to me. every thing

every look
every tender glance
every brutal wounding.
everything i know
she knows
and more. i hold her

and we go
together, sentience
entwined, the bliss of ecstasy
tempting us:

create.