If not now

The hour has not come, not yet
when you shall lie in bed with me,
and let the blood roar, and shackles get
about the self who once was free
if not tonight, then later, if not now
then yet, you will bring me to delight
to your fine touch and teach me how
to know you well in the darkness of night
and raise the heat of passion, be assured,
that I will desire you, and yet
though I will love shameless in night obscured
I may regret the day we met
for love no friend, she ties you down
and leaves your heart upon the ground

01241981

Love Rising

Once more alone, my daydreams few
my heart palpitating from the sound
of sweating bodies upon the ground
dangerous thoughts remember you
within my dreams enact anew
of passion spent, once easily found
I feel your love rising,
entering my sacred mound

06291980

Smoke in my eyes

Only until the end of this cigarette
a moment, maybe or not at all
while watching the red tip or ashes fall
my memory will wander to when we met
or when our bodies touched and juices blended
the car lights dancing on an office wall
only briefly will I allow recall
the dinner dance we once attended
your eyes attached to my chest until done
and leaving - how can I forget
your body strokes, each and everywhere
too soon over, but oh not yet
gone now my stars, you and the sun
alone now, my empty eyes wet

06291980

Fishing

A girl with silk pockets
and eyes slippier than fish
was waiting if she ever let him go
her Hawaiian lover
with balls
like fresh leeches
and tongue on her tongue
like a Kumquat
at night
he entered the body
of her dream
his black hair, curled
massed on his forehead,
his tennis trophies ranged
in barriers around them,
his legs leaping
towards love
or some ground stroke
his body was tan
in the dream light,
his penis dark
as a tree
she would never know
who the other was,
waiting,
speaking her low-pitched Canadian
like wind chimes
trilling syllables
he never understood,
winding and unwinding her feet
as if they were hearts
she sits
on a mat
scented with Jonute
her hands mannered
as an old scroll painting,
her eyes fishing

07011977

for yourself alone

I think of your mouth
so cruel and yet tender
I think of your skin
so tan and smooth
and your black thick
wavy head of hair
surprising the rest of you
has very little,
the animal scent of you,
even your eyes sparkle
when after your prey
I think of your chest
and pounding of your heart
as I lay on you
and the tufts of your pubic hair
with your hard core rising from it
and your umbilicus
so round, as I search my tongue
over your abdomen
you radiate heat to me
and I work my way
up to your nipples
and I draw you into me
and love you
for yourself alone

 08261976

Atonement

Remembering the times
you peeled me down
and laid me upon
the carpeted ground
and would tongue
the soul of me
until I was lost
on your endless see
of passion's ebb and tide
and all that was
locked up inside
would be loosened
from my heart
and all my defenses
would depart
but I was wronged
when your love did end
and now on whom
can I depend
if this love of ours
wasn't real
then what is this
that I still feel
or maybe it's the way
I must atone
to love you still
but to love alone…

12021974

Dry Ice

We met mouth to mouth
tongues touching
exchanging… Nothing
sliced in two
as a fruit would be
leaving two halves
nothing whole
we mingled our juices
in sexual satisfactions
leaving acid burns
from the dry ice
your penis... cold, eyeless
serpent without feeling
entering and leaving
without memory
I tried wrapping you
in my warmth
you didn't melt
you froze...

03231977

The catch

My Hawaiian lover
we touched tongue to tongue
we stole moments
when you entered
the body and soul of me
your balls hanging down
meeting me
stroke for stroke...
I will never know
just where your thoughts were
you spoke like the wind
I wound my life around you
along with my legs
clamping you to me...
you who loved to fish
look what you caught
oh, you baited your hook well
I feel as the stuffed trophy
mounted... for others to see
show off your catch
or if it's too small to keep
throw it back...
then go looking for a bigger catch

03151977

Fruity

Men plant their seeds
within us
I guess that's why
they call it
the fruit of the womb
when you're pregnant
when you're no longer
a virgin
they say you lost your cherry
lipsticks and douches
now come in fruit flavors
to make them more palatable
your penis entered
the fruit between my legs
I wash my hair
to smell clean and fruitful
they should call the fragrances
fertile apricot, horny honey
sensual strawberry,
then we would shampoo
all over
so you could taste
the fruit of us
the men should be
watermelon flavored
for all the seediness
they carry within themselves
they say you're a real peach
if they like you
sometimes though
you get sour apples
or they give you the rasberry
fruity world
I'm full of fruity thoughts
must be I'm ripe...

03151977

Finding Spaces

I've studied the landscape
of what I am... many times
learned all the contours
and dead ends...
the movements
that course through me
my faults... and crevasses
the cyclic changes
hormonal elevations
when I crave sex more
not that I ever want less
I should take myself
in hand
and find the spaces
in between

031719777

The Office

We used to meet there
when it was empty
making love on the rug
or the couches,
using room after room
it had an antiseptic
smell about it...
sterile surroundings...
I would pretend
the sounds of the water cooler
were the ocean,
or the rain spattering down...
hours spent
in sexual meetings
your semen spraying into me... in spurts
like our sporadic affair
it was washed away
on the sea air
like the sand
after the water washes
away all the traces
that we there...

03151977

Creepy Neighbors

He touches you
with such gentleness
it awakens all the desires
you've closed off
never dreaming someone
with the midas touch
would reawaken you
and damn....
He's a good lover
this one thing you know
by God he's a man....
because he knows it
and never has to prove
himself... by cursing
and shouting bullshit
so never ask me neighbor
the answer
would always... be no

07011977

Never Doubt It

When I say
a gentle man
appeals to me...
one with a soft, raspy voice
that echoes down your spine
who's eyes reach out
to touch the soul of you
who's very smile
exudes sexual activity
of the brain...
this man, this soft man
never has to seduce you
or say...
we're both consenting adults
he merely states facts...
"I'm going to take off
all your clothes
and make passionate love
... to you"
and you never doubt
his ability
or his masculinity...

07011977

Fathom

In all my dreams
I am the girl
awaiting the return
of her fathom,
Hawaiian lover
He comes to me
in the darkness of the night
and the smell of him
is like fresh Macadamia nuts
and I taste his tongue
tart like fresh Pineapple
sharp to the senses
He enters my body
of my dreams
his black curly hair
massed on his forehead
and I run my hands through
his trophies hanging down
between his legs
which leap towards love
his body is tan and sweet
loins dark as a tree
he speaks in such a hushed voice
like the soft wind blowing
I wind and unwind
my legs around him
as if I could hold
him to me forever
in my dream
My scent of Jontue
rises to meet his senses
my eyes fish for his
and my mouth reaches
for the taste of him
while he makes love to me
in the moonlight
of my dreams
yes, I dreamed of you again
.... last night.

01490000

Love Alone

Remembering the times
you pulled me down
and laid me upon
the carpeted ground
and you would tongue
the soul of me
until I was lost
on your endless sea
of passion's ebb and tide
and all that was
locked up inside
would be unloosened
from my heart
and all my defenses
would depart
but I was wronged
when your love did end
and now on whom
can I depend?
If this love of ours
wasn't real
then what is this
that I still feel
or maybe it's the way
I must atone
to love you still
but to love alone...

00000148

Happy World

You never gave me anything
real... I could hold onto
like your child...
I would have loved that
something of yours
to take root inside me
deliver me...
of what is left here
nothing... but loving you
milk my breasts dry
they are swollen
from missing your touch
enter me...
and leave the germs
of your tomorrows to grow
within my swollen belly
to be delivered
into tomorrow's happy world

032619777

Evidence

Show me evidence
that you were here
my body disbelieves it
only my dreams
bring it all back
but in faded shadows
without reality
your semen,
your warmth,
your filling of me,
eyeless witness
without tongues
have nothing to say
gone with yesterdays
fading daylight
nothing reproduced
on the canvas of me
an invention of my
imagination
without renewal
dreams are not evidence

03231977

Just Marking Time

Every day
is a waiting period
I'm just marking time
ripping them off
like used calendar pages
I got through another one
so what?
This isn't living
it's like hell on earth
I felt like a woman once
my breasts bare
hugging the see thru blouses
my nipples hard for you
spraying perfume
anywhere you might touch
yesterday's rainbow has gone
now it just pours
so what?
who in the hell cares?
do you...

03251977

Erased

You looked different in the morning light
not so charming, surely some mistake
removed from the smoke and haze
of the blaring dance club dub night
you slithered away, an appalling snake
laundered sheets, you've been erased

12251113

Discarding the rest

I touched my lips
to yours
they burned like
dry ice
making me pull away
I remember them once
feeling cool
like a country stream
your hollow brown eyes
melting my own
stripping me
of my... realities
drawn in like a vacuum
peeling away
the outer rind of me
exposing the fruit
to light
your teeth are razor sharp
biting in
eating down to the core
then discarding the rest

03201977