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Mykonos
by Sharmagne Leland-St. John
(08/11/10)
The way my lover's tongue
Wraps itself around
The syllables of my name
The tweed of his jacket
The briar of his pipe
The honeyed sweet scent
Of his tobacco
The sea salted air
I lick from his lips
The black sheets on his bed
Covering our nakedness
The cry of seagulls
The crash of waves
Upon jagged rocks
Etched by millenniums
Of ocean spray
The first night
He asked me to stay
Open windows
Frame the night
We braid our bodies
Into coils
Wound tight
Waiting to implode
He whispers my name

Remember
remember the rhythm
of this
champagne universe
as you dance naked
translucent
to the bone
our limbs
braided, intertwined
you who were born
to haunt my heart
an ice angel
whose cold steel breath
paints the vapid morning
like dark perfumed smoke
tantalizes and seeps
through the liquid velvet night
to penetrate the ecstasy
of my animal dreams
©2010 by Sharmagne Leland-St. John
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Sharmagne Leland-St. John, 2007 Pushcart Prize nominee, is a Native American poet, concert performer, lyricist, artist, and film maker. She is the Editor-in-Chief of the poetry e-zine Quill and Parchment.com. Sharmagne spends time between her home in the Hollywood Hills, in Southern California, and her fly fishing lodge on the Stillaguamish River in the Pacific Northwest. She tours the United States, Canada, and England, as a performance poet, either solo or with her band of poets "Poetry in Motion." Her poetry collections include Unsung Songs, Silver Tears and Time, and Contingencies. She is co-author of Designing Movies: Portrait of a Hollywood Artist, a memoir on motion picture design. Her fourth collection of poetry, La Kalima, is scheduled to be published in the fall of 2010.
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