Give All Of Her Body Heart & Soul Poem by Mark Heathcote

She unfolded into nervous laughter
At first, dough like he kneaded the
Left then right: her chest filled to rise
Felt like the ghost of an alter ego
It too was unplaiting like a loaf
That only he ate of body heart & soul.

She poured like liquid into his palms
She felt at once like a stream a feather
Rising on the breeze with inner demons
Trembling she mountaineered the blue
-Alps the locks that spilt over his shoulders
That held firm almost azure above you.

She felt this was heaven in his tidal wash
This ocean tide she was at once lost
Like a bird awakening to a dream
She'd the urge of a falling angel to scream.
In his arms there to fall, slipstream…
And give all of her body heart & soul.