119. The Rhythm Of The Hunt (Myshkin, 2021) · quatrains

Have I not told you that my heart’s on fire? I wake up hungry, lusting for her neck When passion echoes intellect’s desire Our bodies yearn, commitment signs the check. With sexy, generous, insane resolve, I drove three thousand miles to kiss her thigh. This love we breathe is bursting to evolve When we first meet, my sweet gazelle and I. Thank God for OKCupid’s algorithm For setting up that woman with this man! Our daily dance of real romantic rhythm Knows newness. We surrender to God’s plan. This world, already beautiful and free, Is writing symphonies... through her and me.