Haiku for my Erato

Be mused, be warned.  Here

I come… be ready, beware

Be open, be touched.

...taste of you

You are the flavor of a garden-fresh tomato
A richly sweet Alaska potato
You are butter-cream icing
A fall drive through frosty mountains in the morning
The surprise of a hawk or a lynx on a great ride
I revel in the joy of your sex
Just the nubbly taste of you, my lover,
You make me
So happy.

You called my name
in the middle of all that we are
...the only thing that we are.
Look in my eyes, you said,
Look! while you come to what you come
...then we come to what we are,
all that we are, the only thing we are.
Our eyes locked
yours in mine
my heart completely affected
letting you go while taking all of you.
I struggle letting you go each time
...but it's so good, it's all good,
Pleasing me, giving to me, I
want to beg you, give me more
...not sure why this is insanity.

it's only a warning...

Go ahead and fuck with me, EllBee,
you asswipe and 'less than me'
try to diss me in the
dark of the moon
sexanddeathandsexand
death of your 'family'
lesser men have tried and
better men than failed
Buy in, EllBee, and you will see,
the death of your sex and your family.