I Am A Woman For You

I AM A WOMAN FOR YOU

I Am a Woman For You 
I had a dream about you
We were walking down the street
As we always did,
As we always do,
In my memories of you.
We were friends,
Once friends,
And you spoke to me
About your body
With self-deprecating cruelty.
Sharp my lungs
As I faced you
Pulled you
Into me so close
By the latch of your jeans
To prove a point of what I mean.
My hand began to reach up your shirt
You squirmed and became instantly alert
As my other hand
Wrapped around your neck.
Almost uncomfortable
Almost too comfortable.
I positioned my lips
A hairline away from your burning ear.
Burning to hear
Burning to be near.
As I spoke with conviction
Without any contradiction
And with a soft, feminine tone
That only increased the friction,
In the air, and simply everywhere.
“You are
Tirelessly,
Completely,
And unrelentingly
Desired.”
My hand drawing paths
Down your back.
Impatient to tour your hip
And as I turn my fair face
With my hair slightly out of place
And yours…
I continued,
“Everything about you,
From your hands,
To your heat,
Your chest,
Your smell, this skin,
And your mouth
Remind me that I am a woman.”
Waking up,
From this long-remembered dream
With peace in my bloodstream
Power in my pulse
And trembling my legs
Oh, to be a woman.

Beyond the Daydreams

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Beyond the Daydreams
I want to see beyond the dreams
Share with him and share within
A gratitude for our coincidence.
And despite the restrictiveness
Our daughter requires innocence.
She needs us to take time
Sweet and merciful
Born from our patience.
Tasting truth on my tongue
And strawberries on his.
Poor little boy is afraid of falling
We are children making children
But my tender heart is calling.
I know your daydreams
As my light is learning you.
There is no fear in faith
And as we play, and as we pray
As we cry and move
In all the daily things we do,
We will learn a love that she deserves.
We will learn a love that we have waited for,
A remembrance of the peace before.
The space where breath is made.
Like nature or grace
It will come from an effortless place.
On that day, when my belly is full of life
And your hand is rested on our blooming flower
We won’t remember this waiting hour.
Our only thought,
I wonder what color her eyes will be?

Before You

BEFORE YOU

Before You
The stars dream of us
And the flowers stretch out to smell you.
At night when the lights go out,
Trees giggle about our silly conversations.
While a neighboring flood lamp flickers a moon-like glow into my hallway,
Where my socks still lay.
I don’t remember what it felt like before you.
Why would I want to anyway?

Collide Into You

COLLIDE INTO YOU

Collide Into You
You are an estuary,
A tidal mouth of burgeoning life.
Harboring art, Earth and promise
A grail where raging rivers
Slow and taste for a kiss.
Mingling and meeting
Not always mixing readily,
But continually circulating
Rising and falling,
With the changing seasons steadily.
Streams do not choose
To pour into the ocean,
Nor do the winds force their current.
They only know how to be together.
To flow, to flood,
Ancient and with origin,
Worshiping the moon and
Changing the weather.
I am the sometimes harsh
But more oftentimes warm waters
That long to cascade into your sea.
I don’t know what else to do
Because when we collide,
You just bring out more of me.

You Are Everywhere

YOU ARE EVERYWHERE
©Mariano Peccinetti

You Are Everywhere
I hear you in the cricket’s chirp just before dusk
And feel your fingers trace my back like sea air on sun-soaked skin.
You’re watching over me high in your constellation
While glints of auburn window reflections remind me of your hair,
You are everywhere.
You are everywhere.
The clouds did that thing you like the most
We’re both suckers for a well-lit scene.
I found the single Pasadena flower that stays in bloom past midnight.
And even the moon is closing her eyes, the wait too much to bear,
But you are everywhere.
You are everywhere.
Silence the only reprise, but I found you there again
Walking to the corner where gravity shifted to feel you pull me in
I am the tree on Craig St. and you are the wind that moves me
A low hum of Christian’s reciting the Lord’s prayer
Baby, can I call you that?  You are everywhere.
You are everywhere.

You Are So Divine

YOU ARE SO DIVINE
©Pilar Zeta

You Are So Divine
When the air around me turns to velvet
And all the noise escapes from the room,
I appear in a world of somewhere else
A heaven, a galaxy of nature’s womb.
The opacity drops a little more
A film developing with nostalgic-vignette,
And your eyes, your eyes,
Burn me and burn me until I sweat.
Each inhale effortlessly invoked
Every molecule a chemical reaction,
My deity, my daily,
Consumed by immortal attraction.
You are my remembered forever
You are the holder of an unforgettable heart,
My love will leave from you never,
And in that, we create the most spectacular art.

Like A Good Dream

LIKE A GOOD DREAM
© los tomatos

Like A Good Dream
You awoke from me in the middle of the night
When I was drifting in the starlit sea.
You heard my call for kindness
And you answered with brilliant artistry.
My hopeful heart loved without objection.
And like a recollection,
I visit you in the still small moments in between
The middle space, betwixt,
Bewildered and bewitched.
A daze of daisies and dozens of dozy minutes waiting
To feel your dreamweaver love again.
The smell of serenity in the ocean of my sheets
My hand caressing the waves until it finds, the shoreline,
of your skin.
Sweetened honey and lavender sage,
My mind is filled with tastes of you.
We play with words, writing shades of love
And blushes of amber blue.
My dearest dream, and my most-loved star boy
I may be the daughter of daylight
But dance with me here.
In my dreamland, my fantasy of forever love
Where the moon adores us from above
And where we awake from a call by our mourning dove.