Love's Stain Upon Me (a ghazal)

Wetness sparkles in shining dew upon my skin where your mouth has lain upon me.
Loves kisses falling on my face anoint my heart as they drip like rain upon me.

If a story of our love were told there would be a golden light around your soul.
Brilliant as it flashes through the night, burning away the tortured pain upon me.

Brace above me in the haze of your passion with your face nestled against my throat.
Your hair flows through my fingers, over my touch, against my breast, a mane upon me.

There are hot moments that we could lose ourselves within as our hips slap together.
In our lustful sex, as we mate, you push the burden of being sane upon me.

I don't want to realize the world is nearby when you're loving me so damned well.
Sing songs of love and let them surge up, bursting in bubbles like Champagne upon me.