Naked Leaves

Naked leaves
atop one another
a Tantric Saturnalia
raw drenched mound of inhibitions
lying on a bed of intense emotions.
Come, lie with me;
let go of the past,
do not mention the future,
let us be free together in the rapture of NOW,
let us be in the NOW,
let us feast in the NOW,
for NOW is all we are;
NOW is where we exist.
Let us open our souls together and allow
our beauty to intertwine and glow
and show, that love
has sent us a message.