#322. eagle bone flute

July 13, 2010

tasting
the sunshine
flowing through
yr native eagle bone
flute with all the notes
stroking my skin and kissing
kissing kissing my spine and neck
i see the canyon breezes and smell
the waters rushing below
among the pinion
pines

#311. ghosty moment

July 2, 2010

in my lover’s eyes
it is a whole saturday of the senses
summer light shines off the river
my small golden hound’s low barking
at the laughter of kids on skateboards
shade from the manhattan bridge
in the clatter of the f train roaring
charging to a glorious brooklyn song
the skin throb as the sun comes thru
the single cloud that gave up its ghost
all this in a moment leading to others
traveling to the moon’s silver sheen
in my lover’s eyes

#247. one for stephanie

April 29, 2010

ram me hard
i have the room
for another bruise
turning to flowers
under my skin
it’s okay
water
girl

#220. insomnia

April 2, 2010

straight drummer
beats
glass skins
breaks
into jazz
everything
will be the same
as it has been
tomorrow
except
almost
nothing

#158 Th Woman (more)

January 30, 2010

Th woman
to curl cool
nourish plant poet wolf

the red rises flaunts
her stuff passion
as flame

as soil
city bred heavy
as the fine reggae bass

turns all fantasy sails
into elementals
as air

***

curve into lust
a round
lust oil
desire finds the sun
tan worlds.

#93 The Secret Names Of Women

November 26, 2009

The Secret Names Of Women

are as magnets or aphrodisiacs to me.
The flush and rush
of intimacy
new found first kiss
makes my skin
electric.
I need the gentle nipple erection ecstasy
new born beneath my thumb
to decipher the vast NOW
of desire and joy.

And then comes that moment
when She relaxes and enjoys Herself.
Wholly and Holy
Goddess and Woman
Maiden and Mistress
all women and herself only.
In that moment
I know her secret name.
And sometimes
so does she.

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