​Glued Together in the Camera of My Mind
 
As I moved into her,
pigments copulated
in a perpetually changing
picture of nature.
 
Sun and moon merged,
yin and yang melted together,
bodies spun
                    in whirlpools of sensation,
a  lollapalooza lollipop swirl.
 
The pastel sunset,
lilac,
 salmon,
   vermilion,
      and mauve.
 
Skeletons floated in crepuscular skies,
electric trees swayed
                                    like octopi tentacles,
a three dimensional Jesus greeted us
                                          in a stained glass vista.
 
At orgasm,
I closed my eyes
and saw metallic streaks
dripping
in framed black infinity.

​​​Michael Sell