Making Love to You Was Like Peeling

download-1This poem was published in my 1st  collection, Baltimore Girls.

Ok, so it’s a love/sex poem.

But the real drama, sex , drama and scandal, comes in my forthcoming book, The Glamorganshire Bible. It’s not so much about the bible from Wales and more about the scandals a young woman of twenty  endured, living in Cumberland Maryland in the early 20th century,  and finding herself pregnant (in 1911) and unmarried.

To pre-order–by March 23– go to Finishing Line Press, here.

 

Making Love to You Was Like Peeling

 

Making love to you was like peeling

An onion. I teared up, holding the knife’s edge

Against paper-thin layers, pulled them

Away, one by one by one. I knew I must

Get to the tender parts of you, underneath.

 

Making love to you was like scraping

The hairy root vegetables, bright carrots,

The pale parsnips, the knife blade flat

Against the tubers- I needed strong hands

To hold you, to interlace my fingers with yours

To show you how desperate I was.

 

At night, after sex, I should have been exhausted

But I heard you turn on the shower, call

To me to join you. Afterward, I enfolded you in

A rose-colored towel big enough for two.

It was  like rinsing  tender lettuces in the sink,

Wrapping them in cloth to dry.

 

If you like this, you’ll LOVE the poem in The Glamorganshire Bible. Please pre-order! Thanks,

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