my mirror lies
poem

like a photograph I am changed
when you see me this way I have
become your lover

my thighs are wet inside
hearts afire enflamed by
you all over me all around me

I am your girl naughty at
first bad to the bone never been
different when Im with you

our webs are oiled with our mad
love our life derailed
this deep spasm of holding

our female nature joined by
the lips our nipples twisted
in knots of desire our bellies

swollen and warm and wet merge
and grasp the truth that our love
is rain is deep earth is molten

sun on the longest day of the year
is fleeting clouds and rubber tires
fingers joined at the waist