Homecoming

have you seen her
the one dressed up like a lady for a party
she’ll not quit the feelings in her body
which is quite alright for she is
destined to live the awake dream

infinite purple, pink and gray hues of dusk
emerge pornographically
in ways that delight
she moves her hands delicately
aware of her unveiled beauty
her lover beckons

go to the threshold without hesitation
she playfully winks at death
say yes to life
your life
shamelessly risking all that has gone before
and all tomorrows for this homecoming
there is no apology

guileless passion releases
a taste of nature’s divine essence
fresh as daybreak in Monet’s garden
and for a moment
thought suggests
that she is the sky or even the gold

-melissa jagoe-seidl