In The Summer of the Woman I
In the summer of the woman I
sought not any coolness
but luxuriated in the heat of my body,
intoxicated by sensual breezes
that carressed my skin.
In the summer of the woman I
discovered more of life than dreams
and delved deep in myself uncovering
unused for so many seasons
wellsprings of my creativity.
In the summer of the woman I
became more than woman naked
beneath full moon skies,
skin glistening with love and stars--
I became the sky.
In the summer of the woman I
learned more of love from love--
I bathed in this etheral love
and never tired of its calling--
and I gladly gave it all away.
In the summer of the woman I,
ripe and laden with summer blossom,
grew beyond the rich love
and embraced life fiercely,
letting the love flow to all.
In the summer of the woman I
became a seductive goddess
maddening with desire and hope
but walking away on a different path
as I became the love I sought.
In the summer of the woman I.
© Kate Thorn
13th Aug. 2002
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