Address for Lovers
By Peter Menkin

You princess, slave life before,
we parted; gain in my heart remembrance
of ours fruitfully entwined
secret intimacies: Come, a joy
back to me, yea we were living
lovers lives together--lovers
in the deep arousal: merge.
Your breasts, beauty, sweet honey
and butter to share. Wine's mist aroma
enticing to further entwine our love.
Young love in the room with the skylight bedroom
lit across the Bay waters, a Montgomery Street
hill address for lovers. This my letter
that is the sculpture of mask and shape;
our good fortune and fate's reward hurrah!
We share this passion of desire to the end.