resisting raisin.hood

To view the skyline but omit the jacaranda tree is a wasted view on a 24.hr walk...(August 17, 2008)


resisting raisin.hood

we were two grapes
tangentially aligned
by the growth of the stem
and the force of gravity
pulling our swollen bodies back toward
that which satiates our thirst.

we nestled within the cluster,
thin, taut skins gently receiving
similar forms:
reciprocated pressure of
respiring bodies.
perspiring bodies,
transpiring to be
bodies.

your tannic traces
stained every fissure
as i soaked in your
puckered embrace.

shadowed curves
concealed the delicate whisper
of skin sashaying over skin
like a pig-tailed raincoat over rain-puddles,
deliberately touching every gap
and sending abrupt undulations
to a deeper source.

our sodden surrender
of pliable flesh,
a fresh cyclical secretion,
resisted the wryness
and the sunstroke.