so said the woman---6

i want to make
a baby with you
.
allow our thoughts
to shed what they wear
hold hands and slowly slither
down and around
that untroden trail
many a time we saw
we sniffed and stood
panting
right at the edge
peering over the hedge
.
i want to make
a baby with you
.
allow our minds
to wander free
where hands wont touch
and the lips wont kiss
to those little dark corners
where the toungues long
to make music
to all those moves
shackled and buried deep
where music is deaf
and waltz is lame
.
i want to make
a baby with you
.
with
.
the colorful hues in your eyes
the fountain that bursts at my finger tips
those little sharp edges
scraped off your mind
and the warm sticky clay
spinning on the wheel inside me
where my hands dont reach

.
until

.
the tips of our hair tickles
and unfolds the skin
and the wiff of our breath
follows the tongue
making
rainbows explode
lighting the universe
.
i want to make
a baby with you

!