Wide Open

100_1797.jpg

you are so unaccustomed 

to apotheosis   that ecstasy   

being wide open

like sky

 
Advertisements

Hurricane Dreams

100_1901 2.jpg

Hurricane Dreams

 

One

this evening as night

surrounds the bay like a familiar

stars describe the sky    luminous

the moon there is a sanctuary

in this dark where time is something

I can hold in my hand

wind takes the curtains

in a graceful gesture

silence sweeps the balcony

as I wait   clouds rush the beach

roaring

 

Two

I am lost to the depth

of my need for you    your hands

the small of my back as we dance

ask anything    call my name

under your breath as you fuck me

hard against the white linen sheets

Three

the fury raging tempest in her eyes

only a small confrontation

in comparison    with the hurricane

to come

Four

there is no balance    no courting

a storm swift approaching

wind rips the palms now left

then right in its confusion

Five

stucco buildings in sun

your smooth voice   your hands

come to me in summer   high

heat    slow arousal of the mind

an open window on the bay

the luxury of a balcony and

champagne at sunset

you in my life    slow

perpetual like roses bloom

in a sheltered garden

Six

if the storm breaks free   if we

survive this length of night

she will disappear with her

cloud filled eyes and seaweed hair

the beach littered

with fragments of the past

dead things we can sweep away

like so much sand

on the blue kitchen tiles