i am every woman
who ever wrapped her legs around you
from the first time you entered
the long halls of women’s mystery
from the first time your shaft strained
into the wet darkness
from the first time your hands
touched the sensitive skin
of tiny points not yet suckled
from the time you found first love
and made her your longtime love
the legalities answered the children forthcoming
the lovemaking lovemaking always ecstatic
calling the lightning and thunder down
reaching the cosmos with cries pierced with light
and all those long years now withered
once so bright and passionate
the sweet fruits of your loins all grown gone away
but always the young days live bright in your heart
and the mother the mother can never be forgotten
i am all women All women
the one night stands
the grrl chosen at the party
the one fucked in the car
because neither of you could wait
the one who fell in love when she shouldn’t have
the one who wanted only and only and only
to please you
the one who never made it
never took you inside her
because she misunderstood
and always regretted it
the one who held you prisoner for years
inside the web of her gossamer golden beauty
who tore at your heart and skipped ever away
capricious and cold
caught in an endless game
the one who answered your boyness
climbed to the top of the world with you
held you hard between her young thighs
and gave you the next ethereal vision
the one who held you so deeply
the orgasms expanded into space
at a fingertip’s touch
the ones who filled up your emptiness
filled in your sadness
with small moments of laughter lost again and again
in the caverns of heartbreak
the one whose poetic heart called
to the deepest places of language
where your magic lightning touch of words
struck sparks
in the universe of longings
the one who never knew never appreciated
till almost too late
how much you are, were, will be
all women your words have inflamed
with desire for what, they may not even know
every woman
whose molten heart feels the scream of your love
penetrating into her core
the place where poetry lives
i am the one you dreamed of
stared into the bedazzled night sky looking for
in midnights of the spirit when you cried “Nevermore!”
the one who sees the universe in your eyes
as you pound home lathered and breathless
from another hard ride
another journey into the depths
the heart of the forest where all secrets lie
the wine of our love
fully aged and delicious
drunk from the bottomless chasms of time
your essence inside me
the profound poetry of your ardor
pulses to the rhythms of thousands of years
vanished, but never lost
© 2013 pamela twining
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