Eating Lust

Eating Lust

I love to go up the ladder

to the roof garden in my underwear

among the plants to eat cherry tomato’s

for a midnight snack.

Sucking them off the vine, ripe

and sweet

like unlabored candy

starlight dances in my hair

I stand and breathe in the night air.

My shirt becomes a basket

to hold the ruby red and orange delights

they roll in my mouth

slipping around my tongue like vowels

I roll them with my R.

Standing under the full moon

basked in ever light

I wait

barefoot in the summer heat

the ground still warm from the sun

shirt and underwear

almost too much.

You ascend into the labyrinth

as if you walked out of mythology

to eat sweet candy

and roll R

Seeds spill and mix as kisses crush our treat

fingers fumble over fabric and flesh

laying in the vines

to become one

with the earth.