Summer Sigil (Bear's Invocation)

Out on the beach the sky is lead,
While driftwood sharks
Colonise the bed of sand.
Who’s the lone breakwater kid,
Who instead of ‘oughta’ did
Make demands…

…In the key of sated lust?
A tan, a grin and
An outstretched hand he said:
“These dunes will be our nest”
He brushed against my chest
And led…

…Me by hand to a cage of reeds.
“The dunes will shield us
From everyone but the sun.”
The clouds begin to moan
The kid has always known
The signs.

We undress, my body shakes,
While his caresses knead me
Back to rest.
In his arms I’m close to sleep.
When I’m calm I take him deep
And I’m blessed.

I think…

Will we ever meet again?
Is this love or is it just a game?

Grains of sand between wet skin
And meshed within my mouth
With sweat and hair.
The kid glides deeper still.
He creeps with practiced skill
And a flair…

…So refined that doubt begins
To seep throughout my mind,
He feels me tense.
A pause, a star, a fire,
Then bliss negates desire,
It’s immense.

I ask…

“Will we ever meet again?
Is this love or is this lust”,
I say, “I feel complete like this.
Is this love?” He answers with a kiss