The skylight bursts light,
The gleaming tunnel,
The gloaming glitters,
(not torn)
combines with fragrance
Of rose, begonia.
Petals flower the anti-bed
as those participants start the day.
Parlance of politics,
And the relations of religion, and no longer sex
Push open the closed rictus.
Shiny teeth supplant speech
into reality;
a disappearance
Of the holding embrace!
How to place the fusion of dreams
Inside the wide portal
To let the droplets of amour
resound and respire.