While The Raven Reminisces Poem by gershon hepner

Drunk on drunken kisses wild and wet,
flushed your face, your body wedged with mine,
fingers gently eloquent we let
tongues and even sweeter parts combine.
On soft sheets we two as one will drift,
mariners who sailed away to Circe,
anchor dropped until their captain sniffed––
carefree love commanding not his mercy.
Showing mercy to each other and
lying under nets we spin from kisses,
let’s resolve to put our heads in sand,
oblivious while the raven reminisces.