Just making love—to fuck.
And to know it doesn’t stop
nothing stops—my mind—my vision.
and fall to the ground.
The sea—a deep blue keeps turning
the stars shine—the sun rolls and
the earth moves around it—
And sperm doesn’t stop
it just goes on for ever—
like pollen blowing in the wind
Rolling in time
The whole idea is so fucking
Making love so insanely—to the point
Swimming eight miles against the tide
we made it—both of us
Against all odds from nothing
except the pure passion—
That brought us into this world.