Sex

Electricity and fire
melting
and spinning into
oblivion tumbling into places
dazzling with the crazed light
of a passion tinged with pain
the cosmos can't contain.
Enough
is not a word for now;
the stars won"t contain my scream,
a great tingling thing that starts in my toes
and boils
and rocks
along the gossamer of my nerves
and ends in the sweetest
noise.