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Love
for what I cannot own
(Erotic Pleasures Travel Challenge)
Fevered, I will shed this desert
heat, run green
for hills, gray in the dawn. Sink to stones rounded
by winter washed away, bitter cold. I am a frog, a toad.
I slow crawl through water, a wet ballet to rise in the falls-
thunder, a constant shimmer of refracted light haloed.
Moss slick hollow, fern, lichen, grow here in my arms.
Make flesh of colors dappled with longing to be pure
as ancient rains, as timeless rock, as forgotten bone.
Before man, I am woman, before child, a nested home-
beneath the sun, a small shivering animal, suddenly warm.
Sweet
Spot
(Object Challenge)
I am slain, torn and tender
that sweet spot, hairless
rubbed back to innocence
soft beacon of my wistfulness.
I kiss you there, your thigh
it's sweet inside, so close
to the thunder, the rock
that makes a man of you
a slave of me and willing.
One more tremble of my lips
against this vestige of infancy.
The children we once were
laugh sweet together, pure.
One
Brown Leaf
(Mary Oliver Challenge)
One brown leaf
curled, holding itself
rolling chaotic
down the street.
The winds play with it
tumble it around
hard corners, over cracks
past my open window
sleepy eye of my world.
Rolling chaotic
down the street
one brown leaf,
holding itself, curled.
Sometimes
I am like that.
Blue
Silk Stalking
(Surreal Challenge)
Dangerously narcotic
Amanita's round
soft ass trembles over
ice blue lace,
a white terrace of dawn.
Her legs caught long
in stockings.
She of pale pink fruit
balanced, a sparrow
hawk eyeing
a crucible of rubies.
She poses Germanic.
The strawberry juice circles
her wrist, slides in
to the crease, the warm
cream of her arm, she licks
at my mad inertia.
She has become
my silk ladder, my
maguey tree, everything
that is fleshy and lewd.
Her smile is a wolf walking
with great sincerity
past slumbering lambs.
She would have me
watch her
shimmer, a little pea hen
hypnotized
by her peacock plume designs.
Her intentions crystallize
within her agave hues,
her eyes' wanton dilation.
I am this morning's headlines.
She reads
the newspaper aloud.
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