"On the cusp of spring, a descent."
I find myself boundto you again. Five-leaved ivy vinescircle my wrists and thighs,for I am Persephonein reverse, abdicatingthe lengthened lightwhile pursuing your longer shadow."Is this not what you wanted?"Your voice, low and mocking as you lead me to my new...
"Can you lend me a pen, my love"
Can you lend me a pen my love, I wantto write a sonnet in praise of your thighsand then a haiku or two to your eyes.I'll scrawl lipstick stanzas over shouldersand chest, they're the best, then pull outmy phone to...
"Flashes of memory."
Her fingers caressingthe keys of a piano. FlashHer fingers raking over his back. His lips gracingthe rim of his mug. Flash His lips kissingthe column of her throat. Her legs slippinginto narrow-legged jeans. Flash Her legs grippingover the arrow of his hips. His hands holdingthe edges of a newspaper. Flash His hands...
"A mirror."
Zephyr whispersa storm of symbolsand an overture of falling leavesdances through her,going to groundlike scattering thieves.Condensation on her lipssweet as ambrosiafrom acorn caps and orange blossoms,kissed by aromatic absinthe.It is the nectar of this existencewhose flower isdesire.Cloaked by mist,resting in...
"My feelings defy description...but I'll try..."
I tried to tell you how I feel, But the words just didn’t work.How can I express what you mean to me? If I were an artist, I’d paint you,With fine lines and bold color and great movementTo illustrate your...
"I got the idea for this when I saw the sculpture The Ecstacy of St. Theresa"
The Angel and St. TheresaThe Angel came,Spear held aloft,Wings unfurled,Fiery in his Splendor,He found her,Soft, Prone, Delicate,Somewhere between dreams,He made no sound,The Spear descended,Flesh Penetrated,Her Body filled,Warmth, Joy, Rapture,Toes curled,Back arched,Mouth flung open,Eyes wrenched closed,The Spectacle ofGod, Lucifer, Paradise, Inferno,Passed...