When I wrote this some years back, one of the guys who came to my coffeehouse (CAMS) and heard me recite it thought this was a really good piece of work … and very sensual.
So, let’s go for Sensual Saturday with this offering:
I can taste you:
Wild mulberries in summer
Sweet … and ripe …
with new seeds to catch on my tongue.
Small, always-bursts of elixir,
Rich and heady
with promise to spare
at the full.
And each old tree
grows wilder in the fall –
intricate tracings of wood against sky.
The old trees renew
with knees and elbows more crooked,
but the juice … sweeter than before.
I could live on these:
the taste of you
and wild mulberries
Elixir. Copyright 1992 by Billie S. Noakes
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