7/2/12

Violet Paramour
By Allie Poole


From the circus of dawning candle light
Orange sapphires brighten the fizzing Champagne
In the reflection of the golden, glass liquid
Stands a trembling woman drenched in white,
Nervous but over the moon to be his promised dear

I wondered why I cried that day.
I guess at that stupid youth you can’t imagine
Why humans wish a century with another
Or why I want this for the two of us.
As my mind, like a child
Kicks the ball in my head
A fantasy of white lilies and a handsome man,
Gluttoning taste buds and heeled shoes,
The orange glowing Sapphires and a moonlight kiss,
And we bathe in a long waited desire
“Let’s never leave each other”

So heavy on my ring finger
Rainbow shards leak from the water gem
Stars dance on the gold galaxy
Then I hear the “I do” and all
I could do was cry. This must
Have been how the woman in white
Unlocked the cage to her vulnerable
Wilderness, scooting over to give him room inside her.
The desire to be held was
More important than anything else.
Clumsy, words
Become a drowning liquid. So thick,
I blush, embarrassed at the
Moment I chose to be choked-up, and
Finally gasped the immortal claim in
Striking forte “I do!” unlike the
Calm, mist-like ease of the woman in white
So many years ago. He only
Chuckled. It probably appeared that
I had a shade of rouge powder too
Dark for my ivory, petal-delicate skin.
I was again aware that
I’m a woman. But he is the charming
Gentleman, who take my tender
Lips with his, which are as pink as
That lone flower I will never see again.
This was greater than any magick I could ever
Summon, no, this was nature, the nature I always
Respected.

Every cricket was silent for us that night. For the first
Time since joining, my body laid naked
To the wash of the moonlight, my cream colored skin
Glowed with a hint of violet, like a Goddess. I’m
Nervous, painfully sensitive of his
touching. Again, I’m still the shy girl
He met in high school.


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All my life I've lived in a dreary mountain town in Washington, U.S. Not dull in the way that grown-ups are with fake enthusiasm to everything, but how this place is so vast yet no space can fit me into a real home, a complete puzzle. I'm in my junior year of high school and am studying to become a veterinary technician. Any animal not human is much easier to decipher than my own kind.