Denial

A woman sits
smiling eyes, staring,
a world of idealism
wishing, yearning--
Tattered memories
deny love's loss; however,
Truth knows not of denial.
Find her heart
buried beneath tarnished walls--
silver-plated dreams.
Passive feelings,
floating through skeleton halls

skimming sweetness but,
falling short of
materialized love.
Success in relations of
heart's joy,
barren--
wasted
futile desires, efforts.
Visions fade
becoming cataracts
of mind's eye.
Still--
lips stretch ear
to ear;
nose turns upward
in the face of destiny;
Musky odors of man
envelop insecurities,
as Truth, again,
must yield to
azure skies
glimmering with hope.

6 Feb 97

Young Lovers (For L.E.)

Her naked body glistens in moonlight-
Morning dew envelopes supple, sweet skin;
Heat rising, escape the clothes I am in!
Beside her I lie, hidden from all sight.
Twist, bend, stretch'd legs toward crimson lips-
Part gently Love's door to heavenly bliss;
Extend warm tongue to meet her with a kiss;
Slipping slowly inside, warm fingertips.
Hummingbird extracting sweet nectar, deep
Penetrate, seizing the budding, pink stone,
Kindly pinch, tease, leave the flower alone;
Steal away quickly, their secret to keep.
Folded, concealed in her love's mad embrace,
Kiss warm tenderness- the lips on her face. 

-Gabrielle Cianfrani 2003