Before We Were Three / 2001
I remember reverence. I’ve licked the skin.
Did you taste salt? Did you think He was softened with oil?
I did taste oil. There was no oil.
Will you breathe? Will you dream with Him?
I also breathed
Him in with scents
of anise and licorice
root. I dream
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Reprinted with permission of the author.
Previously published in The Mistress, 2016, 3: A Taos Press