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Stuart Boag

A Lover's Landscape

What landscape this?
where nature's shifting glory defines your mortal shape
where here and there you are as one with the infinity of beauty

I clearly see in this light of love
magnificent tattoos of reflected beauty
scintillating across your soft skin
under the caress of my heart

Gentle moths and butterflies
lightly hover across your breasts
around about the hardening nipples
which gleam as silver silent springs

Stars shimmer amidst passing rainbows
flexing into the depths of your softly rounded belly
wrapping their colors around a field
of flowers and laughing children waving in a sea breeze

Around your hips and across your back I see
seagulls swoop above bright powerful surf
rising from a place beneath your neck
and sweeping, washing down upon your buttocks

I witness your long legs reflecting
shifting contours of Saharan dunes at dawn
where scattered rose petals and dew-flecked leaves of grass
undulate as you move

All the while
silver moonlight shines from dark eyes
and through the living tapestry woven about your whole
spelling out the power within your polished soul