The beginning...of a monday evening

My dear,
allow me the liberty
to strip you
of the cares of this world.

Let the heaviness of my desire
settle on the arcs of your waists.

Permit my gently smoothening
of cranky wrinkles
on your rankled forehead.

Give in to the soft music
I whisper in your ear.

Come my love,
allow me the liberty
to intoxicate you
with the wonders of your vast uncharted seas.

Let my languorous desire
quietly pool at the base of your spine.

Permit my straightening out
of disheveled, curly hair;
flicking them away from your ruffled eyes.

Give in to the pliable playing
of my fingers on your tired elbows.

Allow my transgression
of melting your exasperation
with the world.

Give in to the method
of my solitary madness.

Come my love, share with me
the irrationality of our
togetherness:
on this - the beginning....
of a monday evening.