This Passionate Communion

I bring the delicacy

to my lips

and breathe in its

presence,

the hint of steam
and the scent

immediately swimming

in my bloodstream,

finding my heart

and rocketing

its adrenaline magic

throughout

my body.

I am brought out

of the gray silence

into a fresh new dimension,

a secret garden,

and I am unashamed

at my gluttony,

but that naked vulnerability

I share with only you,

liberates me

and I unravel

like a morning glory,

petals unfolding

to catch every bit

of life from above.

I cannot,

nay, will not

stop this

passionate

communion.

You are here

bringing me life

and my response

is ravenous

and messy

and unrestrained;

I never feel more alive.

Now, bring that canister

of aerosol frosting over here

and let’s tear the roof

off this sucker. 

(Written for the http://dversepoets.com/ Open Link Night, January 17, 2012)