I, The Sturgeon

The Love Songs of Bence Ádók #1

And I see my days flush through these jade green streams,

Stiff quaking reeds - 
                                      tanned bronze neath our pulse's dawning,
                                      As suns cell these skins, my moon 
                                                                                                  
                                                                                                 bends for your kiss,
To feel your lips, for Thou, Woman, art prima Blaze,
Your pale dew through silken nights flame aground.
Naked, you sculpt my waters, so sex my gaze,
The stern of your skin in my flow fans around,
Virgo's umbra, the stars of your joints yawning,
EXIT:
           August light, a pond for our breasts' bliss.
Sturgeon spawn blind in the stillness of water,
I amongst them, p h a n t a s m  o f  m o t i o n, thus born
A lover, for blood in my creeks surge hotter,
When our bare redness charges full the early dawn.

My ripples ring your finger, dusk to my dreams.