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I Do

by Bill Noble
(10/4/00)

for Dulce


I want to shape new sounds
from the satin of your skin --
shallis, honnelated, sweence --
to let your breath bell out my belly,
let your tongue-tip dance its minuets.
I want your heart to harp my ribs,
my heart to press your plum-bowl breasts,
my spine to dangle like a necklace
from your lips. Oh, let your seedpearl
whisper secrets we simply cannot keep,
your hips upraise their praise in joining.
Let my honeybear lap soft along your heat
and swim your succor like a smile.
I want your legs to loop my waist,
your arms to hoop my kiss. Like... this.
I want to canter camelback,
to saddle-vault and sally -- yes, I do.
Come let my seed swing arcs.
Come let me slip and slide you.
Woman, when your eyes roll,
when I lose my spurt of words,
I want our shatter seismic.
I want the rush of mountains
in our arms. I do.
And then to laugh like tasseled bells.
Our eyes are spilling jewels.
Our plainsong throats.
I want. I do. A peace
like horses, running on the hills.
I do. I do.




©2000 by Bill Noble

Reader Comments



Editor's recommendation:
Three Crows Yelling, by Bill Noble, William Keener, and Michael Day is not exactly"erotic" in the Clean Sheets sexual-sense, yet it is an intensely sensual and lovely read. "Love is not a declaration/it is an accumulation of acts" declares Bill Noble in one of his poems, and the book follows through on the subjects of love, loss, family, and the natural world with the elegant words of three men who have lived and learned, and now grace us with their acquired wisdom. I believe that Three Crows Yelling is an accumulation of fine, authentic poetic acts, an exceptional book that reminds us of the truth that poetry begins where ordinary conversation leaves off. --SI




Bill Noble, naturalist, activist, poet, writer and reluctantly aging rake, is stranded dizzily among the hormone-flushed inhabitants of Clean Sheets. He enjoys mixing lascivious poems and too-proper audiences; he's never met a fantasy he wouldn't take on a hike. Susie Bright has clutched him to her bosom in The Best American Erotica 2000, and he used to eat dinner with Robert Oppenheimer. His book of poetry, Three Crows Yelling, won the 1999 National Looking Glass Award. He accepts titillating words, astute criticism and VISA at noblebill@aol.com.

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