Reanimated Lavender Granola Switchblade Nun rides again.

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Gypsy Love Poem

for STWIASD

My bones take their bend from the curve of the moon--
your silence is as rich as the knife's edge or its ivory handle.

I am the little nightjar on your silver-lit lawn.
You are the surf forming itself into patterns of lace.

I am the Gypsy, keeping your heart in a deep red velvet pouch, loose and open;
held in my fine nightblind fingers to the life-warmth at my breasts,
two hearts, ours,
each with a scarce rare beat.

I speak your name, I open.
You speak my name, it comes back.
The stars themselves turn
on such language as this.

My Love,
I will always be yours.
Your hair is my dark bed to adore and seek out--
I am set off there, a small star,
a celestial navigation of skin and soul.

Together, we are the safe-place despaired of and then born
in this strange fire that dares to build as it burns.
_______

 

18 comments:

  1. Gypsy Rose Lee was one of MY favorites!

    ReplyDelete
  2. Lovely and tender, as always when the Gypsy turns to love...I know they say poetry began as oral tradition, a way to pass on deeds and facts in a preliterate society, but I personally believe the first poems ever written were love poems--like the Song of Solomon, the Sufi poets, the Ancient Egyptians and--like this.

    ReplyDelete
  3. It is amazing to me how you can achieve this perfect balance of rich and earthy against almost too delicate to touch. Exquisite in every sense of the word.

    ReplyDelete
  4. I love your love poems. You say it as I wish to. A celestial navigation of skin and soul is exactly perfect.
    p.s. I received your new book of poems day before yesterday and I'm in awe. Hope you sell a million copies because people need these poems.

    ReplyDelete
  5. I do love your gypsy poems. MZ is right in saying you achieve a perfect balance in your love poetry - I also like the way you offset each character with the other, so neither is lover is left out of the description.

    ReplyDelete
  6. Yes, exquisite. And perfect. Sigh. Gypsy hearts are deep.

    ReplyDelete
  7. {{{sigh}}}

    if she wasn't already in love with you, how could any woman resist when you give her the gift of such words as these?

    beautiful version of the song, too, SP.

    ReplyDelete
  8. You had me at the title, Shay! :)

    I loved this. You do love poems better than anyone I know...(not that everyone I know writes poetry, but you know what I mean) :)

    ReplyDelete
  9. "...fine nightblind fingers...in this strange fire that dares to build as it burns."

    HITFDYDI?

    Seriously.

    ReplyDelete
  10. Wow. Multiple readings are required for this one. Touch of heavy. Touch of tender. Mix until your emotions boil over. Excellent!

    ReplyDelete
  11. I am the Gypsy, keeping your heart in a deep red velvet pouch, loose and open;

    This gave me goosebumps...

    ReplyDelete
  12. hair itself as a safe-bed, i like that.

    ReplyDelete
  13. MaMaZen said it all too well

    Eva is one of my favorite impromptu vocalists. I wish I would have had the opportunity to see her perform in a small venue setting. This is where she shined most brilliantly.

    Gracias,

    ReplyDelete
  14. "...this strange fire that dares to build as it burns."

    deep exhale ...

    ReplyDelete
  15. I love these:

    "your silence is as rich as the knife's edge or its ivory handle"

    "I am the little nightjar"

    "I am the Gyspy, keeping your heart in a deep red velvet pouch" ... you misspelled "Gypsy" though; for shame ;)

    "Together, we are the safe-place despaired of and then born
    in this strange fire that dares to build as it burns." ... This is the poetry that makes our jaws drop wishing we could write like this. What a gorgeous, rich ending.

    ReplyDelete
  16. I am duly shamefaced, and have corrected the spelling of "Gypsy"!

    ReplyDelete
  17. What Mama Zen wrote expressed my thoughts/feelings about this one, a tender dynamo of a love poem. Beautiful, Shay.

    ReplyDelete

Spirit, what do you wish to tell us?