dailies

flowers red hearts and balloons

O the secrets of love desire and sex

gunn said to cupid you make

desire seem easy so it is

we watch desire unsaddle from a bicycle seat

or find hips in rhythm on the street

better still is that gaze from your lover's eyes

enfold you teach you

thru language its desire lines

when love thumps us on the ass

we wake to its call

with every fall is a rise

and every rise ends in a lovely fall