Cherry Picking

How love ushers in the moment, You let in a cherry picker, pick your first harvest. How Prunus avium, the wild cherry Is also called the bird cherry, How she, a woman, has a nose for curiosity, Unbuttoning his shirt. How we are children Trapped inside adult bodies, letting effervescence rise, Until we are brimming…

Butterfly

In Sri Lanka, young girls, learn From middle school onwards, that their bodies Are more sacred than temples, only to be embellished With beautiful things, like a gold ring, Which ushers in, the most breathtaking night, When honey-dips take the form Of body fluids; drool, sweat and sebum Gliding out surreptitiously, as she learns The…

Losing Your Virginity

A ribbon swirls It pirouettes in all sorts of twirls and trajectories In the palms of a gymnast in a floor exercise It embellished birthday gifts and certificates of Ph.D.s. It only knows the crispy feel Of a newborn freshness. And I swiveled like a ribbon Danced like a gymnast, gifted my body in sheer…

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…

Tillage

A picnic basket stood In the middle of nowhere There were croissants and marmalade Scones and pastries Some orange juice and a coke bottle We were surrounded By dancing airstreams and tweeting birds And we could hear the grasshoppers And sense the sunbeams bouncing off Our cheekbones And you and I Munched on the sugar…

Adam And Eve

In a naked kiss Pealed of semblances In two naked bodies Absented of all fabric In a naked dream That opened her petals In a naked moment Where time molted her essence Rose the naked tide That ebbed far in to memory