This poem was written Feb. 20, 1991.
You are most beautiful
And my love for you
is strong
As strong as the stone
from which you are made
Voluptuous
and cold
Smooth
and hard
Your marble curves
carefully
lovingly
made from the images
of a dream
In the image of
The Goddess
I made you
and fell for you
Your arms are held out
to me
Your eyes look lovingly
into nothingness
I circumnavigate
your form
and long to be with you
Do you dream?
Dream of me,
like I of you?
I enfold you in my arms
And entreat the Goddess
who you look
so much alike
to turn me into stone
loving you
My lips press upon yours
in anticipation of
the eternal firmness
of stone
My last kiss
to last forever
My imagination taunts me
You seem to warm
Are your lips responding?
Your arms enfold me
Your kiss speaks
of passion
Venus did not answer
my prayer
Instead
she answered yours
