Star's Wine
When you invited me to share a glass of intimacy,
How was I to know
I would walk with you
Through a night wrapped like black velvet around us
To find shooting stars and the voice of a rogue fairy.
A simple offering of wine and pleasant company,
Which I readily accepted,
Not expecting to discover adventure in the dark of Georgia pines.
A sip of coolness, sweet and pink,
That led me to the blush of dawn,
And the child-like wonder on your face as we loved.
That night will stay with me
Bottled in my memory like a rare wine
To be savored,
Drop by precious drop.
Starfish
You cling to the red coral reef with fleshy suckers as
Your strong mouth lowers to the oysters huddled there.
Each yields to your patient ministrations,
Opening wider and wider as if to sing your praises
While you suck their lives into your stomach.
Perhaps I am stronger than those oysters,
My shell will cut you in two.
I will not be left behind,
Part of an empty chorus.
Even so,
You will simply glide away
To regenerate
And feed again.