Deeper

If my poetic words could penetrate,

The way a lover's thrust brings ecstasy,

They'd touch you with their comfort, warmth, and weight,

And you would cling so breathlessly to me.

My words would stir up such a pretty storm,

Each time you red a poem that I wrote,

And all its sexy rhythms sent your form,

To heaven with each deeply moving quote.

Alas, there's no such bridge for you and I.

My magic words will never truly bind,