This shared kiss, then:
one body, one mouth,
exclamations and proclamations, a tumbling tumult.
This shared kiss, shared lips. Shared breath, in and out.
Fertilizing verdant land, this Garden. This shaking Earth.
Writhing groaning gasping life.
The shoots of thickening roots, the stirring dirt.
Heated sacrifices at the Tree of Life, the sacred fruit,
stirs of frenzied motion, this quickening, this spark –
conjoined, erupting, ripe flesh and a quaking wood.