Z.M. Wise

Rookie - 217 Points (Wheeling, IL)

Botticelli's Ecstatic Tears - Poem by Z.M. Wise

These are nights that
bring us closer together.

Behind your natural scent,
sweetest darling thing,
you are most beautiful
when naked.

Your nude form:
symbol of freedom.
Screw the typical
sexist statements and
move on to the
larger scale and picture.

These are the nights that
make me realize…

You’re a what?
Not the what, but
who you are:

Blessing for the nonbeliever,
cure for the ill,
youth for the elderly,
high for the low.

Only tears that you view
are of joy, you Venus, you vision.
Botticelli cries for all
plastic surgery operations.

You need no masking makeup.
Natural, nude beauty is
you in any way you see.

You are the gallery piece that
I wish could be a
three-dimensional portal.

A cross-over for the gentle man,
you cause every hair on the body to
rise…to the occasion of
meeting your neo-body and
lotus petal eyelashes.

With one kiss,
oh…
lost the train of thought.
Conductor fell off the tracks and
into your liberty trance.

Clothes restrain us.
Clothes hide the true you.
Call me the affection.
Call me the cuddler.

Call me what happens
when I stay beyond the
morning of refreshment,
holding your form gently
against these hands that
will caress your needing cheeks.

You are the everlasting
flame of the future.
You are always
going to burn brighter than
this life as it so happens.

Bit by bit,
we decimate and ascend to
your platinum heaven.
We are next in line.

March 3,2013

Published in Bare Back Magazine

Topic(s) of this poem: art, feminism, freedom, liberation, sexuality, woman, women empowerment


Poet's Notes about The Poem

If you do not understand it, I implore you to manifest your own meaning. Who knows? It could be more significant than my own. :)

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 22, 2015


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