Odalisque Poem by lindan anthony

morning light
filters through pristine glass
to glance upon limbs
arrayed in sculpted stillness

intrudes
upon the dream
cerebral twilight surrenders
and he wakes

from the door I watch
hapless voyeur
trembling with the pulse of our union
I make the memory

he leaves today
and I am left
with naught but this communion
the lingering taste of his lips
(7/10/2006)