pour me cupped

in twining incandescence,

                      of grace

                      over grace,

                      potency clusters in passages,

‘overflowing;

fanned brush of supple blush,

attends sweetness coaxed

                     by fervent gardener,

in ichorous depths,

night’s liquid design

                     drinks us warmly,

before gated fires

surface flamed desires, to buoy effervescent

toasts, palpitations to platinum our mode;

mastery in moments seized

emboldens boxed seat seclusion;

                       captivating enchantment’s air;

anticipation afloat lofted notes,

batons orchestrate taunts to percussive beat

                        stirring…