Analysis of Masturbation of Mnemosyne

An iridescent smorgasbord of throbbing color
moaned through canvas and flesh
snugglefucking all day, drinking each other.
Inseparable synergy was sweet
like midnight whisky kisses
under the howling moon.

Mouths sucked and caressed and played the harp
Blues, rocky tobacco, fresh basil
carefully relished on meals for two ‘tween kisses.

Fingertips danced with the ravens and tigers
that leaped from his skin
like her soul did
when,
drenched in days of love
little wing enveloped eternal fill.