~Mussels and Figs~

Filed in Gather Writing Essential by on January 12, 2013 0 Comments









He wanted to serve me

Riesling with fresh mussels

scented with citrus and saffron

Craved to see me slide the fork

between my lips and lick

the salt with my tongue


but I


I had been seeking sweeter pleasures

of caramel and chocolate covered figs

from the land of shifting sands

heat and liquid gold


and all


All the while my eyes drinking in

the way his ink-stained fingers

moved while liberating another verse

a vein slightly pulsing on the surface

of his well-lived hands


but as


as his eyes lifted to seek mine

and I felt the need to crush my soul

against the sharp edge of his thigh

I knew the abundance I sought

when I listened to the desert wind

was to be found in his touch






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