Infant

I am born with emperor’s no clothes eyes,
three hundred sixty degrees of being,
kitten’s rapture wonder look of surprise,
I see all with clarity all seeing.

Belly easing breath furnaces access
to a sensuous procrastination
on nature’s 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 creation’s light expanse.

A bursting seed of possibility,
I shall ever be yawning death’s anti.