Monday, December 13, 2004
The Lovers
Good News
Good news, darlings!
You do not have to be
young,
or beautiful
for god to make love
to you.
He will come to your chamber secretly,
while you are sleeping,
hold you in his arms,
kiss your eyes awake
o, so tenderly.
And if you prefer him to come
as a woman,
all you have to do
is ask.
Names don’t matter,
only the beauty
of the light.
What God Wants
Are you afraid
for god to
be your lover?
Let him come near,
stroke your cheek
with his hand,
nuzzle your nape,
trace the whorls of your ear
with his tongue.
If she kisses you,
don’t run away.
What she wants from you
is only the thing
you have always wanted,
searched for all
of you life.
What Is It?
Not a sexual explosion
rocking the flesh.
Nor a spasm of longing
triggering the blood.
More like perfume
suffusing a room
filled with hyacinths.
Or the barely heard sound
of a far away gong
resonating all your bones
to bliss.
copyright, Dorothy Walters
December 13, 2004
Good news, darlings!
You do not have to be
young,
or beautiful
for god to make love
to you.
He will come to your chamber secretly,
while you are sleeping,
hold you in his arms,
kiss your eyes awake
o, so tenderly.
And if you prefer him to come
as a woman,
all you have to do
is ask.
Names don’t matter,
only the beauty
of the light.
What God Wants
Are you afraid
for god to
be your lover?
Let him come near,
stroke your cheek
with his hand,
nuzzle your nape,
trace the whorls of your ear
with his tongue.
If she kisses you,
don’t run away.
What she wants from you
is only the thing
you have always wanted,
searched for all
of you life.
What Is It?
Not a sexual explosion
rocking the flesh.
Nor a spasm of longing
triggering the blood.
More like perfume
suffusing a room
filled with hyacinths.
Or the barely heard sound
of a far away gong
resonating all your bones
to bliss.
copyright, Dorothy Walters
December 13, 2004
