I stumble into your lap

I stumble into your lap
Stupefied by a secret booze
Produced in my glands.

Break me open, I beg you!
Breathe your songs into my longing.
My cup is full
Trembling and desperate to overflow.

Pour your flowing ocean of tenderness
Over me.
Cradle and bathe me like a babe,
and we’ll giggle like children
at the forgotten concept
of “two”