Infant

I am born with emperorís no clothes eyes,
three hundred sixty degrees of being,
kittenís rapture wonder look of surprise,
I see all with clarity all seeing.

Belly easing breath furnaces access
to a sensuous procrastination
on natureís bounteous yes openness
blazoning my in the moment vision.

Twinkling stars, my eyes so connect direct
to a spark spinal sexual enhance,
I am night in day day in night shipwrecked
on the shores of creationís light expanse.

A bursting seed of possibility,
I shall ever be yawning deathís anti.