Monday, September 26, 2011

Spider's Nest

Your hair is a spider's nest
entangling me and threatening
to burn me with its fiery red heat
as you once burned for me

Your eyes are a tranquil kelp forest inside a raging ocean
trapped in the crater of an insurmountable mountain
displaying everything without revealing a thing


As your serpent tongue imperceptibly juggles illusion and truth
and intermingles the forbidden with venomous lust


Your face is so pale like moonlight
strategically freckled with craters
creating imperfect perfection
the quintessence of uncaring beauty

Your supple neck is a bee hive
so sensitive
so sweet
so tempting
so dangerous


Your voice is the honey
infused with sweet nectar
one cannot grasp it
without threat of being stung


Your laughter shakes mountains
crumbling under the weight of joy
your tears flood the world
cleansing mankind of defenses


Your arms are coiled serpents
wrapping around so pleasantly
and never letting go
of anything that still lives


Your hand is the warm touch of the sun
caressing and sustaining those beneath it
burning those who get too close
and blinding those who cannot turn away


Your legs are the gentle movements of a ray
elegant beyond comprehension
a dance with nature itself
unfit for the lowly eyes of man


Your feet are the most precious pearls
found in so unlikely a place
it is difficult to believe they are really there


Your touch is food and water
sustenance itself
without which life cannot thrive
and is left in shriveling wastelands

Your smile is the beauty of the stars
awesome
fleeting
unforgettable

Your body is a meticulously trimmed rosebush
testament to sacrifice
you've selflessly made for yourself
ensuring that your image is unscarred
by the past you've so easily forgotten

2 comments:

  1. In my poetry class last Spring Quarter. The assignment was to write a Blazon. This was the first poem I was actually proud of.

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