Lie still,
and I will draw the constellations
on your back:
Orion above your shoulder blade,
pressing his mighty arm through falling hair,
dark Horsehead Nebula birthmark
riding faintly below his sword;
Castor and Pollux, the twin freckles
rising around your left breast;
the Great Bear
nipping at the nape of your neck.
And here is the Crab
scuttling up your spine,
and here—follow my finger—
spins a great spiral galaxy without a name;
and just below,
swimming in the small of your back,
Pisces twined like lovers tail to tail
about your waist,
Aphrodite and Eros
knotted across the equinox,
submarine voices
whispering watery thoughts of spring.
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Comments
Best Wishes,
Blittie
I like this a lot Ken
rated with love.
why have we lost the word "cherish" in our culture...
rated
^R^
... and damn i wish i had written this one.