Venice Beach, CA
Originally posted November 15, 2012
To Love a Woman
Her liquescent cries
Inundate the hollow night
And it is here
In the palm if my hand
That the earth’s story
Is born.
The lotus
The lily
The magnolia
Unfolding flowers
Whose nectars
Form the seas
My fingers
Tickle Her petals
My thumb
Discovers Her pearl
My mouth
Alights on Hers
And as the sloop slips under,
Descending the
Ocean of our Love,
Sweet, salty waves
Rock us
To death
Who knew that
Unexplored reefs
(With the potent power
Of floral coral)
Could produce
Such radiant life?