Poem: “Auras and the Serpent” 2021
I’m full of undulations,
Writhings, and desires,
Silk ribbons upon naked skin.
My aura is green and purple today:
It’s been hiding so long
I thought I might be dead.
I think about what your aura is like,
Sparkling from your eyes,
Pressing in the distance,
Dazzling to behold,
A feat of concentration,
Melodious and bold.
Your hand upon my hip,
My heart beating to your grip,
I think about your love
And the gods up above.
Today I am sunshine,
A fire opal, pink quintessence,
Blushing sweetness,
Playing in my window,
Tangled in gauze,
And I dream to pluck peach kisses
Twisted from the tree
From which the snake hisses
Sacred mystery.
*I’m not a snake worshiper, but sometimes, as with definitions, the most common symbolic association isn’t what will do.