I am in love with her

the fragrance of moonflower

wakes me from my sleep

I peek through a screen

to watch her undress

she sways her moonlight hips

slides soft across my face

I drink her breath

hungry for her mind

thirsty for her life

I suck her soft

swollen lips that drip

down the harvest nights

I crave her

she is the rhythm of kapa

pounding through roots in my heart

I make love to her beauty

swallow her light

it swims through my stomach

bleeds out of my ma‘i

I am in love with her

Hina