Bliss... Poem by RIC BASTASA

if need be
i have to sell my body
and have a pact
with God
whoever is in-charge
for reincarnation
so i can come back
soonest
and touch
your beautiful
bottom

this time you
shall love my own
kind

we shall kiss
you loving me
i loving you

no love triangles
no hitches

mutual, requited
love, lust
love, love, love
paired with
lust

in perfect
harmony

then i die
as early as dew to
morning sunshine

and perhaps i do not have
to spell

regret,
no broken heart
no shattered self

no sighs..
i shall fill the world with the
scented flowers of
ecstasy

bliss, complete
perfect
bliss...