Monday, June 1, 2009

El Fuego



For Bice


Two lovers lay in the dry California grass

Miles from anyplace--

One had never kissed a woman like the one in her arms,

And the other had never kissed a woman at all...

Not like this

Not with intention

Not without a second thought

Not because she needed to.


"Kissing you," whispered the first,

"Is like kissing the curve of the night sky in summer.

The stars are just confectioner's sugar

And you are always to be mine."

The second spoke no reply, but curled herself around her lover

Like a vine that grows after sunset

And by morning is so much part of the arbor

That there is no more distinguishing lover from beloved.


For what happened after that,

Some say the Santa Anna winds were to blame;

Others say they saw two women walking hand in hand

Easy and slow before an all-consuming wall of flame.

______________

13 comments:

Riot Kitty said...

As always, wow!

Kristin H. said...

"And you are always to be mine."

The best part.

Shadow said...

intense, so together, love it.

Mama Zen said...

"One had never kissed a woman like the one in her arms,

And the other had never kissed a woman at all..."

The other best part.

pheromone girl said...

Most beautiful. I agree with Mama Zen - what a wonderful sentiment!

Scarlet said...

This passion had nothing to do with the Santa Anna winds...and they know it.

G-Man said...

They should have made out on the beach....

T said...

That is so intense and I feel a tad innocent! Just beautiful!!

Daryl said...

Soft as a breeze, hot as the Santa Ana winds .. perfection

heidi ruby miller said...

Your choice of language painted a beautiful picture.

Tina Lynn said...

*sizzle* Excuse me while I melt. That was nice.

Amalia T. said...

I agree with Mama Zen. You accomplish so much with so few words. I really admire that! Thanks for sharing this!

sherrinda said...

Beautifully poetic!