Knowledge Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

I shall lay in your memories
dawn closes the windows
moonlight has become my universe
silk stars moan like trains
strangers are pillows
strangers are risqué theories

I have known you forever
you were there when time doubted
now my bed has a warm breeze
night rings the virgin bells
out of the ground silk fishnet
your city lights like a desert

Visit me again hid in my head
my heart is a poet
eyes like a lions sleep
skies with soft dreamy hair
your world is moist
toe rings of golden robins

her thighs know everything