Once One Saw—

 

once one saw
that Divine Feminine—
it’s hard to go back—

why, what is
her skin—
if not—
floral mesh—

to catch light—
and make it perk—
like a cat’s arched back—
on a catch’s seize—

and all under
sovereign glance—
weaving—
sound from gold—

rhyme reversed—
like a look—
coiled as two—
Caduceus snakes—

a dress, a glance—
she slips on—
not unlike sleep—?

into those nights—
we go—easing
our minds and frames—
mortal and frail—