Desire, poetry by Kathryn MacDonald at Spillwords.com

Desire

Desire

written by: Kathryn MacDonald

 

I

In evenings
after the hot sun falls
low across the bay
the water in the shallow harbour
where the dinghies dock
smells of heat and salt
and something close to decay
something like desire.

 

II

Under a pomegranate sky
frothy waves chase her
sometimes capturing her ankles
sucking sand from beneath her feet.
Droplets reach her thighs.
Moist kisses tangy with salt
trickle down her legs
before rejoining turquoise sea.
A tectonic shift a crevasse in time
and she tastes their salt
feels the feather-weight of flame
tattoo their hearts.
The pungent scent of passion
mingles with the flow of tide.

 

III

The land is scored with edges
boundaries of time and place
passages and the ever-shifting shore.
The moon pulls madness like the tide
through nights of twists and writhes
chases a cascading waterfall of dreams
surreal moments relived
where words morph
impossible words like blue and desire
horizons
never quite arriving.

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