Lierre

Lierre

lierre, lierre
one with golden-brown hairone with silken skin, silken legs
as if stalks of wheat in summer air
with warm arms around me
with shea butter rubbed
in the crest of her breast
she came to mewrapped in brilliant aura
i sat upon the papa-san
she seduced me
feather from the peacock twined about her wrist
lilac blossom cradledabove her ear

one with evil, lustfull eyesone
with heat upon her thighs
heat of the ovens in Hades skies
she came to me
in bittersweet dreams
twisted me about her
twined around her wrist
she breaks me like a dove given to Saturn
glass swans given to Hephaestus
an oiled and annointed laurel mispent upon the beggar
becomes a poison arrow

like a stream, river of words
i never want it to end
but lierre...lierre
she belongs to no one

~for Ivy Ribbons
by Aaron Mendonca