the fall of
velvet plum points and umber aureolae

remember living

forget cool evening air kisses the rush of 
liberation freed from the brassiere

forget the cupping of his hands the pleasure 
his eyes looking down/anticipating

forget his mouth. his tongue at the nipples 
his intense hungry nursing

forget sensations which begin either 
on the right or the left. go thru the body 
linger between thighs

forget the space once grasped during his ecstasy 

sweet sweet mama you taste so