Kestrel

I lay yououtI lay me out before youheart in one handand a bottle of Merlot in the otherStretchedoutbefore me I take away your sighttake away your breathtake away your dignityand then slip it backsip it backdrop by drop from my glassOfferedoutyour body becomes my traymy sustenanceand holds the hopes of whatcanwillbe for the worldWe areoutexposed for no onein the worldbut us to seeas I slip into youslip in sip inand spit out and down the funnelthat is your beingDon't let itouthold me intake me inlet me get you drunkon my loveDon't let itoutkeep me inside youinto your very bowelsinto your very soullet me impregnate youwith possibilitiesLet it alllet it allcome on baby nowlet it alloutDraineddrunkyou let the Kestreloutand fall at my feetin a heaptruer than any poem.