for D.B.A.
i.
she allows you to look
into- in through- inside her
my God, how near she is in this shot
in the mirror, to me, to the camera
she does not fear exposure
shows herself, I see her
I look, I open also, permit her enter
we trade selves, trade shells
able to fit into hers,
she, able to fit into mine
sort of intimacy Peggy and I shared
she and I share
what the divine makes possible
I grab hold of, let take hold of me also
Jesus, what a grip she has
how sweet and how forcefully
she holds me
holy demands she not let me go
let me drop or let me down
I'd drown in air, on land, without her
I have never in my life
needed a woman more
need for her now as strong
as I needed my mother once
as vital as this
who orchestrated
this connection we enjoy
what walls left to move,
what mountains must we,
with faith and faith alone,
cast into the sea
I am in love like I never was
my heart is a ball bouncing
ii.
vertical vulva lips
lips of her mouth
horizontally laid
are those not
close relatives, twins
kisses without number
to plant, to let fall
upon both places
let's face it,
if you cannot, faint or fall out
I promise, I'd finish my chores
in the dark
kiss until you come to
until you come too
iii.
penetrated her with my pen
she's penetrated me
in each other always, ever since
at times so intense
her presence inside
my presence in her
in a minute, in a moment
in a second in time
in a stitch in time
will we ever stop
or pop or get off
iv.
back to pictures of her
to rely upon, to keep me
once pictures of her were all I had
until we opened up, opened out
affair we share, we're in
gained more room
this week and next week
she is writing exams
has finals to face
back to pictures of her
return to pictures to keep me
her pictures the company
I have to keep, almost exclusively
pictures along
with poems I've made,
along with new ones
she makes ooze out
something or other
without end,
oozes out, oozing out
tears or ink from my pen
or when she makes
my cup overflow
my underpants wet
I am always dripping for her
some substance or other
without end, in song
songs I sing
because she makes me
because I happy
v.
oh, Dee! when I overdose
when I am unable
to take any more
all the woman I have
all the woman I need
on my knees, all my days
I have prayed
evidence finally
heaven heard
© Obediah Michael Smith, 2010
Written on Wednesday, May 5, 2010
between 10:55 a.m. and 12:07 p.m.
1 Comments:
I have concluded that parts 2, 3 and 5 are my favorites. The three tie so well together actually part 5 which contains:"Oh Dee!" seems to be the climatic point of 2 and 3which is the beginning of the encounter.
Parts 1 and 2 concentrate on the actual picture. It is the translation, No?
Maybe the title should be "Answered Prayer(s)" You might want to rethink the line: "and look what reward" because that doesnt sound very poetic to me.
You might have two seperate poems? What do you think? But some fanastic images as usual.
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