sacred geometry

in the sacred geometry
that is you and me
we are flesh eaters
translucent skin
entered,

our daily repast
our hunger personified
primordial
waves crashing against cliff
and bone,
moss clings to the North
side
and we are swallowed by eternity

rivers of desire returning to the sea
speak of this,
marrow's pillow-talk,
clouds of unknowing,
wanton lust,

billowing redemption
rituals of man and woman
clinging
like temporal Gods.