Tuesday, April 4, 2017

Goddess

(Created entirely of refrigerator magnet words)

glisten in the blush of her perfume
the gentle fever of exploring
the dark wine of passion
as candles kiss the pale skin
          of her neck

an overbearing creature
        snuggles in his bed

my angel
flickers darkly
as through a soft flame

dear heart
you laugh
your smile
a sensuous sun god

celebrate morning or miss evening
each is like the last rose
stuck on an ocean moon
could he live in my wave?



Alison Day
2000