Monday

Just A Feather on My Lips


I want to create an image
of Venus and the moon
of a wet night 
under a weeping willow
in the shadows of a park
and under the light of la luna
and the image of a god 
who is human
and a human -
a sad, sorrowful, wet 
me.
When he touched me,
it was all over.

How can I create this image
to be real
when it's a dream,
just a dream to me?
How can I bring him to life
when he is more than life?
the moon's light is in his smile
and there is Venus in his eyes
and his touch is warmth to my entire body
and his kisses are electric

How can I make anyone believe
that he ever happened
when I can't be sure, myself?
I can feel him, still
or is it merely the caress of a warm breeze
against my shoulders?
or a feather on my lips?

It is only a dream
and I am a dreamer to believe
that my memory is worth anything.
Even if I were to paint this picture,
I'm sure 
that the other lover -
the one who is kissed by him -
could never be me

(fall, '86)