The Goddess Ecstasy

Ecstasy



Rectangles of light follow the wall near the ceiling
The sound of disturbed air from passing vehicles is heard
Swathed in shades of blue they are as statues of Roman Gods
Night garments fall to the floor like threshed wheat

Laying down to enhance passions progress
Sexual highlights now displayed like moonstone
Being addressed as the worshipers feels inclined
Energy diverted into transformed aroused flesh

Atoms electric-filled under a sing-song rhythm
Heat calling for heat even more as it is applied
They have brought in another who moves with them
She now drinks of their bodies loving cup

Entering in and out of the other
Weaving passions cloak that conjoins
Silken strings of longing that lead to her
Holding them captive in Ecstasy