We Made Love... Poem by Minnie Gehrig

we made love today right there
under the morning sun,
eyes wide open,
i coulda sworn i was dreaming,
but your lips all soft and buttery bring me back to wakefullness,
you said my lips looked blue,
like you sucked all the life outta me,


in our unsure rythms it seemed,
kinda like we were tides of oppisite oceans,
I might drown trying to find your pushes and pulls,
or we will cyclone into the world

and destroy all the smiling people in there paper houses,
till they feel the realness of us.