Afterwords

folded at the foot of the bed
lover lies relinquished of thought

simply a draped effect
of the exuberance that
shortly before was the
ebb and flow on a heated shore

liquid body melts into the
deluge of sheets coursing to the floor

gathering there in pools
of adrenaline and lust
that bleed from lover's
glazed eyes and euphoric passing

vacant temple briefly rests
on drifting weightless shoulders

anchor to such a vessel
slowly skims along
pores and drops of sweat
with drowsy stumbling fingertips

folded at the foot of the bed
lover lies in pulsing pleasure echoes

tones of voice and
catch of breath sweep
over the exposed plain
in a rolling ocean of surrender