Harvest Moon
The landlocked dream of the sea,
Bares its technicolor teeth
In fifty feet waves
In seething, unfurling, pounding
Energy poised at my temples waiting to snake
Down.
And in the throws of it
The bed sheets twist their chains
And my body sweats its sheen--
All I see--
Is heat lightening, across the cornflower blue,
Night,
Above the gold grainy fields baying in the wind
Until I wake--
Alert and sensing
The tide thrumming in my ears,
The warmth coursing within my body,
The tenuous, caged, restless needing.
And still you sleep unaware
That I'm pacing my fingers across your cheek
Down your chin to the hallow of your throat,
Your pulse point inches from my lips,
The taste, the musky scent of your skin
Racing me to press closer, to whisper
Release Me.
My love is as steely sweet
As a rabbit snare's bite.