Ruffle her sacred sculpture. br Stir the innocence black br with self-righteousness br br of mother, br brother. br br while lover whispers sweet nothings br in my ear, br down my throat br br as i draw out his faith br in humanity br promising beauty, food, br br wealth br sex, shelter br br endless br br explosions. br br soaring like the bald eagles; br disappearing like boats in br the Bermuda triangle.... br br Socks and t-shirts, underwear. br Bed, comforter, pillows. br br loving interminably, in eternity br where no one can make us br null and void.br br s.j.