Maria A. Arana

lips touch…

 

lips touch

melting hearts

his flutters in tune with her kisses

deep

wet

appendages mix sacred juices

reserved for nourishments

tense shoulders loosen

feet travel to the moon on

soft red rose petals

christening their landing

heat

play

words only get in the way

What if the Night?

 

its corners covering

not seen characters

             crawling

             walking

             talking

             joining hands

watching stars disappear

as giant buildings loom

             over us

accenting unnatural light

detailing our descent

             to dark holes

each of us hanging

             by threads

bumps growing

             on our backs

deforming our bodies

yet asking for perfection

when perfection

doesn’t exist in nature

it hasn’t

since the Big Bang

moon over belly button…

 

moon over belly button

sun over eyes

 

blind giraffe

cradling storm

 

earth shivers

under hooves

 

soft soil- chocolate powder

tastes bitter when pure

 

waves curl and dine

without whispers

 

bombarding my skin

belly button rocks

 

mind over lava-

fiery heart swelling

 

leaving lumps where

there should be none

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Maria A. Arana is a teacher, writer, poet, and editor. Her poetry has been published in various journals including Spectrum, The Gonzo Press, and The Kleksograph. You can find her at https://twitter.com/m_a_Arana and 

 https://aranaeditingservices.com