The wandering lust of planets, indistinct pleasure

The wandering lust of planets, indistinct pleasure
of luminaries in geometries. The light exposed
her body clearly, the posture that I choose
to exchange with her is love. The whirling nature

of Mercury and Venus, the spiraling structure
of the solar system, the way the Moon opposes
the Sun and overflows. She takes the posture
of moss on branches, she is the lewd treasure

of the desert. I am wandering the mystical
libraries, I'm tracing the pyramidal and exotic
surface of her breast. See how the horizontal

ocean is unmoved? The gnomon is standing stoic
in every weather. She moves without her veil
through meter and through measured rhetoric.