DEARLY BELOVED
 
 
He feeds her raspberries
dipped in cream.
His tongue, precise
as a diamond, traces
triangles until he
deciphers the code
allowing him to enter her
purple mood.

Her permission, more
precious than pearls,
than doves’ tears, reflects
in her eyes, and wearing
a strand of dreams, her mind
fills with warm rain and sky.
 
 
Previously published in Chantarelle’s Notebook
 
 
TO MY STRETCHMARKS
 
 
Fossilized jellyfish tendrils.

Moon-colored veins,
chalk-scrawled tree roots,
icicle milk.

 

Previously Published in Rip Rap and Tattoosday

     

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