Music Friday Prompt #5 and Wordle #126

You spread in pulses

Over my unfurnished flesh.

A slather of gestures and hues

We are love, we are in pieces.

A short vibrant burst

Our electrons coalesce.

Of all the lessons failed

You are the one

I’d most like to repeat.

I call you master,

You say I’m vivacious,

That I have and render meaning.

You are neither vacuous nor indifferent.

You yield in shadows,

In manipulative alcoves

Under the glare of a violet moon.

Oh the maps we could stitch!

You are sumptuous,

Your addition fills me

I do not speak of parts or vacancies,

Only of consumption.

A sassy smile pressed into my thigh

A single kiss, inexhaustible.

We fit with sufficient force

But whoever said it has to be

Easy to feel right?