Deep South v.1 n.2 (May, 1995)
Wind Chimes
Chocolate Seduction
One Night Stand
Wind Chimes
Imagine:
a herd of cows
idling through pasture.
Their bells ringing,
sweet grass smells,
soft brown eyes.
Musicians
in long silken gowns,
playing to a tune
that the wind plays:
eyes closed
in harmony.
If ripples
could make music
when a stone falls
into cold water;
if the tears
from a soft wet eye
could harmonise
with feelings
fall softly
to kisses
on my lips.
A Chocolate Seduction
Like a rich, tropical perfume
the fruit of the cocoa's bloom
intoxicates me.
Balance distorts
desires sing like sirens.
A chocolate kiss tempts me:
my seducer cannot resist
an innocent taste.
Succumbing to sweet sensuality
- my sweet revenge.
skin like a warm liquid cover
caresses a young lover:
suffocates me.
Under the heat and weight
of calories and caffeine
false appearances
and hallucinations flicker.
Chocolate is quite bitter.
One Night Stand
Undress:
regress,
pretend,
offend.
Dress -
forget.
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