Tag Archives: Varuna Poems

Nocturne for Eleanor

her face next to mine and
we are kissing so deeply
we unlock the soft darkness
inside each other

its naked endlessness
blood and wonder

 

2 Comments

Filed under poetry

Eleanor prepares

Blood-Orange-sliced-in-Half-iStock

a blood orange
slit like a magician’s trick

two cheeks of light
so beautiful

a passing bee
loses itself in

the unkinking
scarf of juice

2 Comments

Filed under poetry