a lovemaking at Litha

                                                   (for Kaye.)
knowing nothing,
we appear to do well
as the summer orgasm approaches-

we may even appear
to have an inkling of what it is-

but when it comes,
it’s all of creation in an instant

it’s beyond any anticipation
…beyond any notion of “seasons”

in the pure heat of it
our awareness
uses no language,

only pushes further
into what it cannot understand