Three Wishes Poem by Roy William Gotaas

Granted that
Out of no bottle known to me
Comes your body yearned into my arms:
Slender and youthful-firm,
Fitting close to mine with
Warm immediacy.


Granted that
Out of no bottle known to me
Comes your scent roaring into my blood:
Under fresh-rain and lilac
The musk of you rousing,
Sweet earth-mothering.


Wished that
Out of your body hardly-yet known to me
Would come the moistness from your
Molten core, through swollen lips to mine,
Tasting of your essence, heated
And heating me to bursting-point.