DLW Pesavento

Quattro donne

 

 

Sophia

Her feline summer-night tigress eyes
overlook the full-moon hills of Rome,
trembling the olive leaves of lemon trees
sensing her beauty-gaze upon them
blossomed from the same maternal soil whose
immortal rose desire-sweetens mortal dreams
shared by Carlo, Marcello, and Elvis,
peach-arriving, plum-departing, and strawberry-arriving
again in the early-morning dreamscicle-sky marketplace,
lightning-flasheing off the faces
of spring-rain nectarines
awaiting the touch of your hands
carressing their cherry-memories.

 

 

 

Isabella

She carries her mother's light
glowing Italian blue-velvet night.
Eyes: dark-almond forest breathing…
Deep river hazel-flecked pebbles
Memory-amber flashing Viking-winter lovers
Lying wildflower-wreathed by a Roman fire
Flickering desire beneath a starlit January moon
Cinnamon-kiss scented lips, cranberry-murmuring
The saddest music in the world
Snow-cardinal red suffusing her walnut-listening hair
Blue-grotto echoing Mediterranean summer sea-voices
Rain-swept beyond nimbus-grey stratospheres
Whispering Scanadinavian sun-genie espresso dreams
Granting wishes to those who savor her beauty.

 

 

 

Claudia

You are my summer, springtime shelter from the rain
Mediterranean sea-breeze, apple orchard whispering
Through cherry trees wind-chiming my autumn leaves
blossoming primavera at your Christmas touch

I am yours, you breathed, and
I love-expired in your arms

Sahara-sirocco frankincense yellow butterflies
Butter-flutter-swept through your dream-scent hair
Organza-silk ivory wedding dress chiffon train
Lilac-lavender luna de miel murmuring honeymoon
Shooting-star communions speaking-in-tongues

I know Claudia, by another name,
Aura-haloed in a dark blue-teal dress
Eyes starlight-shimmering at the altar
Where I often dream of her
Finger-wreathed by my ring.

 

 

 

Marlene

Blue-Angel sculpted cheekbones cathedral-arc
Concaved above her Teutonic-voluptuous pouting lips
Dreamy-eyed Valkyrie inviting you to sleep
Sepia-warm in her long-legged German winter
Black Forest doe soft-breathing beside you

Solitary stag

Head-erect in the cabaret-reverie cigarette mist
Gazing upon a blond-Siren femme fatale
Posed in top hat and tails, singing
falling in love again

Startled to be caught in the cross hairs
Of her ice-blue eyes, piercing your heart
Deep-ocean desire current-swept away
Drowned in her tender Wagnerian love song

 

 

 

Necklace

Its phantom stars orbit her alabaster neck
like imploded suns revealing their essence;
the Tahitian exposed near her breast,
a coalesced quicksilver-night luster
imbued with hues of pink and blue skies
behind clouds of dolphin-green iridescence;
the talisman touching her clavicle,
black as an ebony spider-idol’s onyx eye,
pitiless, reflecting your gaze
imprisoned in its midnight mirror;
the round shadow over her sternum
a teardrop of Satan, Lucifer’s dying light’s
last illumination, shed for himself as he
fell from grace; and the indigo sea genie
lying between the first and second ribs,
jealously guards its territory
with a squid's malevolent sight:
black pearls, connected by a string:
our hidden worlds, dark-dream colliding.