Kaleidoscopic Goddesses
Somewhere between mind, heart and soul
There is a rainbow of women
Coursing through these times so wrought with wonderment
Riding my thoughts like wild ponies in the raven dark
I gallop between visions,
Smiles and sighs waltzing
As remembrance finds fondness and longings.
There, the fire haired majesty in my dreams
Cascading of a night into my arms
And creating a yearning so vast that tenability flailed At rude reality, as failure warped to perfection’s crude form
And there, oh right there, come closer sweet vision Romp with me again through nights of yore
Holding exploring caressing tasting passioning aplenty,
And then the easements; celebrations – prayers of glory
You, sculptured improbability who disrobed fireside
An impossible show with an audience of one.
You smiled, baring this and you challenged baring that
What dream was dreamt that you could be mine
Tonight tomorrow forever and forever’s offspring?
Now swirls in laughter, love’s signature
Which quelled so many times
As we held tightly to the mercurial smoke
Of our pyre as this or that sobered our dance
Gypsy woman, night haired, sneaks onto the sailboat of my going
Bades me stay, a stowaway to her queendom
Shares fortunes of empiric vastness unchained
And I, barely a knave, if happy in her celestial court.
This concoction of major women melds with passing flames
Kindled by a life of dreams carried as one would a coal
Of last fire’s sun echo to the next place of rest in a forest clearing
Here a young rebel, exhorting movements, aswirl and loud
And beautiful beyond recent compare
My longing could not pierce the veil of busy opine
Though I watched and waited
Knowing that the love I felt rising
Was more rebellious and could change worlds
Denied, I pled silently that she come to my dreams And finally, yielding and purring, she came.
Amazons, mirages, lasses, Valkyries, Latins – a lady from the steppes
All hold wondrous sway in a mercurial mélange
Comprising the goddess so sought
So if I bed alone I still have all that sweet soupy sirenic silence
To embrace the long night through.