Jena in the bed

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Jena In The Bed

 

 

1.

 

As you slept, I watched your lips,

crushed as they

 

were

 

softly against the sheets,

a half-open gasp that

belied the tranquil rest

 

of the sweep of your eyes’

fans of black grass.

 

2.

 

The sum of your fingers being

a weight of waves

 

on my hand.

 

3.

 

What is the curve

 

of your body

saying? I try to let

 

the palm

 

of my hand call out your cells

to know

 

the ancient shibboleth

 

that spoke

such love to

 

existence, but

only your flames tell of heat.

4.

The bed is a curve of light

that cannot contain you.

The bed is a bell that cannot

translate its own ring.

The bed is a boat that

swims under the waves, but

does not sink.

5.

Jena on the bed.

Jena, you are sleeping.

Your eyes close upon

the cauldrons of copper that,

when woken, cause

the metals of my body to be laid

to a steam.

You are sleeping.

You sleep with me,

even as I rise

to write this poem for you.

6.

Jena of the sheets,

Jena of the pillows,

Jena of the springs

and the wooden frame beneath her.

It’s always Jena,

Jena in the bed.

 

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