Femme nue contre le mur

 
expectant, she awaits her lover coming up the road
perhaps they have not made love for a long time
and she is damp with the knowledge of his presence

when he receives the shock of her nakedness
among the stones, his blood & his spirit will burn
he’ll embrace her as if he’s never touched her
and she will adhere to his urgency

so it is when a man’s desire for a woman
is vast and unholy, and so for a woman
when she has spent on him the entireness of her love

and such are their kisses
that they will become stars
to blaze in the night skies
and the nights pass uncounted

when to the bedroom of furious lust
their rapturous hearts have squired them
she will lie upon the pleated platform
her arms and legs effloresce
beautiful as a flower

for moments, he will be tortured by not being in her
and she will be tormented by her hollowness

clouds will drift to un’blemish the moon
and angels bar not the gate of Paradise

when they a’join, shadows of ancient requite
cover them, that none may perceive
not the eyes of the wind
the wolves that patrol the rocks
nor the owls harbored in the Joshua tree  –

in the ablution of lovemaking
how could we ever depart to sanitize ourselves…


(Art: Willy Ronis)