The corners of her mouth . form an acute angle of desire not found in any geometry.
Her supple neck is a lonely Mobius highway . to be cruised forever with his tongue.
The curves of her inner thighs are fluid dynamics . inexplicable and entirely empirical.
Her dark wet cunt is a mysterious singularity . darkly defying both space and time.
He will tell you he lives at the event horizon—
frozen in a forever falling to her dark star.
Physics is hard,
a hard master:
Like beauty it is simultaneous-
difficult and simple.