Stealing From a Goddess
STEALING FROM A GODDESS
At Dawn
I wait
Beside the sea
Under the tree
Behind the dunes
For his arms.
Mesmerized
by colors without confines of name
I stand
By the mirrored waves—
Bronzed by Dawn’s immortal dazzling eye--
My Beloved’s smile
Goddess bruise-kissed brilliant
Looks up
Still shy-- but painted guilty
In unfamiliar splendor--
God-like himself
Ignited by a bronze lit blaze.
I do not turn to face him—
but look-- water down--devour
His beloved smile
Insistently appealed forgiveness--
Dimples-- flashing his secrets, seek me
from the rippling water--
Suddenly
Breaking through the brilliance
Encasing me in
warm muscled arms which escape
the mad reflection.
Faintly in my ear flickers
Delicate-- but Jealous-- moans--
The Morning Goddess,
Helpless,
She, Pulled once again
into timeless sandy dunes--
Aurora’s seaside prison hideaway
'Til Twilight
Beside the sea
Under the tree
Behind the dunes
We love.
(In throes of wildest passion
there lingers the delicious thought—
Stealing from a goddess
Is a rare-- but heady-- morsel.)
Aug 12 2013©
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