Sunday, July 24, 2016

pretend

When you kiss me
Every now and then
Hold my head in your hands
Look into my eyes
And pretend
You don't just want me for my body
Pretend
It mattered
If your eyes were open
Or closed
Pretend 
That you only saw me

Thursday, July 21, 2016

ode to the swedish clouds

You stooped down to greet me
Down by the lake
Silent and still
Like glass

I felt your teasing
Are you really so plump and so happy
So generously whipped
Like fresh butter

Here I've climbed to the top of the world
Practically the North Pole
And what would happen
If I stepped out onto this water-mirror
If I bouldered up that hill over there

Would you actually let me hold you
You marshmallow-puff of beauty
You playful, cotton hug

I would wear you as my dress
All the days after my wedding
The days that get sweeter
And full

the professor's vision

Last night I met God.
She was red.
Like fire.
Like love.
She spread-open her long, soft wings
And called to me like a mother hen.

The earth shook
At the rain of her tears,
And I stood there
Trembling and
Un-sheltered,
For I was not willing...