and your body moves...
like lightning in my brain
and your body moves...
with unconscious grace
and your body moves...
with in-born beauty
and your body makes my...
poor head race
and your hair is like a...
star-lit waterfall
and your hair has the stars...
just hidden in it
and your hair hides in port mists,
and sherry highlights...
and the scent of your hair...
intoxicates
and your legs move like they...
have a purpose
and your legs move well in...
four-inch heels
and your fingers turn just a bit this way...
an invitation?
and your fingers turn away again...
in conversation
and my heart beats like a tree falling...
when i see you
and my eyes lap up this...
special treat
and each day from head to toe...
my eyes will drink you
and it is a daily torment that i...
long to repeat
and i know your eyes aren't really on me...
when you meet my gaze
and i know that i am just a backdrop to your...
thoughts and dreaming
and still from head to toe...
my eyes will drink you
and to me you are the creme upon the...
creme de menthe, and the brule
and it is only because i am the cat in the cream...
cheshire-smiling
and you don't yet know it, that you...
walk on by.
***

(an old love/lust poem for a hell of a woman named Adrienne from my college days. a wonderful activist, a beautiful woman, who probably never in her life wore four-inch heels...but my imagination could fill those in just fine. and i think she was straight, though i had hopes she was at least bi. she and all her friends. Hehe. they were in the exciting and inspiring group that i wanted to join, but didn't feel i had the credentials. more's the pity; activism's everything i am about, now.

the bit about her hair and her beauty and grace were all inspired by the truth of the matter, though. that, and the fact that she had no idea i was crushing on her like a teenager reading a playboy article. *EVEG*

dear god, if she ever reads this... oh well. maybe she'll be flattered.

i do know for a fact that my weakness for curly-haired jewish women and women in dreds dates from my unabashed admiration--and crushing--on that group. they reminded me of the AMAZING women i lived and loved with in Zimbabwe, when i'm pretty sure my life as i now know it began.

*raises glass to curly-haired jewish activist women and chicks with dreds*)

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