Saturday, December 03, 2011

rise and fall

She had a lover who was cold, she had a love who loved her flesh
but did not love her whole.

She had a lover incomplete-

lost and tireless empty wanderings.
Had a lover who filled and stroked her,
shielded her face,
then left her squinting curbside, splayed.

She had a lover tender and gripping who dove into her eyes

and never rose for air.


Had a lover who
leaned into her ribs, listened and cracked

the code of her thumping chest,
made a map of fingerprints

to find her way back.


She had a love who made a home of her heart, who with each rise
and fall

gently pried loose her lips and let her breath.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I just stumbled onto this site. Beautiful poem...
write more!!