Blood sugar kisses earth body mentor
tremor to the lips heart open like a new morning:
body whispers of home coming.
Hidden under dark sweat hard trickle
a moment of becoming truly human
night obscuring thick muttered longing.
Earth coated sugar kisses
breath rasps in animal striving
wanting only to melt; melt into one other.
Victoria Mosley 
I repeatedly read this to myself in musted soliloquies. I shall copy this somewhere. This is my favourite (at first sight) poem of yours.