When Words Are Not Enough
By Max Mundan
Cocoon me
tightly
within the supple shelter
of your arms and legs
the words are not enough
Baptize me
gloriously
in the silken waterfall
of your kiss and skin
the words are not enough
This glib, this gab
this charm and magic
this easy erudition
chafes, dries and cracks
then crumbles into dust
I will, gladly
give my body to you
when the words
are not enough
Celebrate me
endlessly
with the serene snowfall
of your eyes and fingers
the words are not enough
Educate me
lasciviously
inside the lustful cave
of your thoughts and desires
the words are not enough
This poetry, this verse
this diatribe and rant
this bland erotolalia
has been stripped
of all its comfort
I will lay down
my life for you
when the words
are not enough.