Air as mellifluous flowing honey gliding between fingers
Sweetens the mood and the partners’ cartilaginous appendages.
Masseuse relaxes his muscles, lights the candle, applies cinnamon butter oil
on spa table for two. Couples massage suite with shower,
Jacuzzi and two and a half hours reserved time
Because it was on her bucket list: Couples massage (sex after?)
Ardently desired wishes take on a life of their own, he has found.
The Bucket List is Top Secret, known to few, but of supreme importance,
because the time is short. Murderous supremacists, Nazis, collaborators in government and NGO’s all conspire to annihilate us, one by one.
Platitudes in the media, an endless litany of funerals, of those taken too soon, of good people, innocent, biking, listening to a concert, going to school, church services, Walmart, movie theaters.
Literally everyplace is a soft target with the barrel of an AR 15 staring us down….
So this soul writes poetry as an act of rebellion against the inevitable.
I will not live, but my words will.
And in the meantime, hell yeah, there’s going to be some hollering going on, beneath the covers!
They will wonder what it feels like to be held by such a fragrant, long stemmed red rose blooming in the right conditions for him, who deserves to be The Bucket List Hero.
And the two shall never be the same, anon…
For the Woman is the Sphinx, with a riddle
And he is Oedipus, successful in his answer.
As such, he regains his life and lost love
Because to be without her was in fact death to him.
The two were one soul and united, they flew into the ethereal skies,
Entwined as lovers.