Gorillamydreams

We are warm and young all over. We gaze at snow falling softly around The hollow halos of my girl and I, As I soothe her ear with words Of rolling, laughing syllables. My mind envisions strawberry snowballs And frozen thighs, eyes azure From moon-glow birth, sun-boom spirals Span the aisles between our eyes. She consumes a maroon womb-broom, The mom-bomb explodes like a shower Of sunflower seeds poisoned to life. I ease to reality with a malicious, Smothering advance, phalanges roam toward home. Yellow-haired lion, I am among her, Whispering wild lines of plasmatic ecstasy. My dandelion is purple.