Gulf Shores Shower

From morning window's
drowsy eye
thrown golden gazes of geometry o'er
her wet skin
water droplets like
pioneer cities on the Moon
a population in the dells
of her naked back
suburban iridescence along
the shimmering corridor of her spine

she waits
behind crystalline glass
in my marrow dripping
her snarling lips
her generous portions
spill through my fingers
a touch
a race
   to consume her body's perfume
bottle it in my chest.

TA