Tuesday, October 23, 2012

THE MAN WITH HAIR OF SMOKE

artwork: ralph murre


THE MAN WITH HAIR OF SMOKE
by Jackie Langetieg

I'd like to make love to a man with long hair--
caught behind his head, tied
with the false cord of commitment.
Capturing his eyes, I'd slip the noose,
thread my fingers through dark silk,
listen to his lies.

He lifts me   
             his hair swings forward
                                      sears my cheek
                                                  becomes smoke  
                        In the half lighted forest 
        his skin burnishes to bronze
I hear drums
taste sweet tallow on his shoulders.


~ first published: Small Cards by Barbara