Late Taste.
Shall we pluck the one chance
to lay aside single
for waiting surrender in beds
of coupled extravagance
where completion sighs ready
for clandestine bliss
which sates forbidden yield ?
Shall we take flight, you and I ?
Shall we attempt the euphoria
of untried dimensions
and find pleasured elation in
late taste of rapture
that captures true satisfaction ?
Shall we make haste you and I ?