A Sonnet (Honeymoon)

Life that crab so unlike the hermit kind Searching for the adversary the ocean find Nature takes its course like a rosy estuary Swallowed through, down her fearless belly In that fringe horizon between truth and dare Lies my body scavenged by greed and bare That lady who became forever my truly Godiva On a…

Paris

The Eiffel tower Bridges earth and heaven. And one act is all it takes. And I am the plumber, connecting the pipe, So that there becomes a waterway To the mother of all basins. To flood the locality And fill the remote. Is there anything more salacious Than a bride’s tongue…?

The Tomato

I’m my own worst enemy. Time and again, I’ve played in my head How it would all unentangle as we knotted, In tentacle clasp and covalent chemistries. Hunters call this the taut line hitch The type that pulls it all tight. The common man romances it to making love. I was a nervous wreck, the…

Honeymoon

Through abundant butterflies Flustering from the cavities within I maneuvered my vessel to the safest of take offs Still petrified of Murphy’s Law And all the things that could crumble Like a house of cards. Still I lingered Like a cliff diver not knowing The depth of the adjoining ocean, and as I took off…

Honeymoon

Why we didn’t have sex Before marriage, was not a case Of fear of the unknown, or a stage I’m not a thespian at, it was just a wait For the sheer delight that heart-works Could usher, the body’s prayer to one day Rejoice in Hosanna And in our honeymoon We made a tempest glorious…

First Night

In that midnight dance Where you and I lost ourselves On the cloth-glazed dance floor When through nuances Of fidgeting hearts and desirous sculptures Painted with goosebumps And varnished of fresh dew Was sin breaking through As the blinding dawn

Our Wedding Night

I knew I could never be a teacher Only a pupil and she my wife Would be the buxom teacher in front And on that day, her chalk Scribbled something elaborate and meaningful Deep within my crumbling body And the limestone – calcium carbonate dust – Sank deep until knowledge erupted From the open tip…

Honeymoon

Up and down, bisecting her Stood a fragment of father time Sheltering a moment That he never thought would happen After all, 38 is no spring chicken Just a clucking chicken with feathers Who postponed his arrival To this one destined oasis He knew he was only A porn star with a million eyes watching…

Pottery

Aura and shadow aligned As the future forgave the past As lust and love coalesced As beauty kissed the beast And a spell was broken And a prince emerged naked  To claim the infinite beauty of letting go To the fine clay of a woman On a kiln dressed in rose petals Where fate was…