- Erotic Poetry
- Virgin Landscape
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VIRGIN LANDSCAPE
It was once so unfamiliar
And I had to learn it in the dark
My hand, my guide
Your body an uncertain, shifting terrain
I knew where I was only by the heat
Like lava under the earth
I wanted to map you
Like George the surveyor
New to Virginia
Moving gingerly through the gullies
A miniature man, climbing to the heights
Perching on your lower lip
Listening to the breath of the oracle.
With time I knew the lay of the land
Here was precipice, there the marsh
Firm ground where I could rest
Or dine, or dance
We met in that landscape
Soft silhouettes on the horizon of the other's eyes
And so we built the house
On resilient ground
A cantilevered structure
With elbows against elbows
Knees buttressed by knees
One back a foundation, another a terrace
Working free form
With natural stuff
Strong without stress
As concrete as rapids around boulders
Flexible as willows in a strong wind
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