God’s chamber awaits
The atheist cuts a blood apple
Prayers forsake us

Morning sun meets eye
Waking up with my lover
Blanket tussle ensues

Sultry calcutta
Yellow taxi’s fume choke
A silk cut with cha

Tender moonlight glow
Scraping our spine gently
Do we reign this night?

Jackson Pollock’s reds
The chaotic heart screams fever
Rothko’s square calm

Silver sky, spring time
Your eyes against sunlight
Is each bloom, our win?