Safari

The sweat stenched humidity
is broken by a soft cool breeze
coming from the gaping window.
Our drenched, satisfied bodies lay tangled
in the safari of sheets and pillows.
I yearn to be here, in the wild jungle of cotton linen
that thrives in your bedroom.
I am the prey.
You devour me and I need more.
Here we exist as animals in human form.
We seek out a beastly desire
that can only be fulfilled in this jungle,
our natural habitat.
We were created here, we may die here
and through this jungle exploration we live.