~Prairie~

If you were the prairie
and I was grass,
married to your skin,

mustang and antelope
would press me into you
as they run wild over your body,

the occasional fire,
born of lightning-gay
nights of merriment
would burn me to ashes.

And though you'd feign sleep
as your body cooled,
your smile,

mottled with my black remains,
would reveal your desire
for the Gypsy dust devil seed.

This is phenomenal.

Man, this is phenomenal! (Oh, did paperleaves already use that word?) It's like a wild young colt that has been raring to get of its stall and, soon as it does, to just tears for the horizon!!

In verse two, line two, wouldn't "may" be better as "might"?

^^^^ absolutely phenomenal, and somehow very familiar. Have you posted this poem somewhere else? No matter, it's still wonderful!

Thanks for the words of praise, guys. I have posted this a few places. I might have even posted it here before, but I did a couple of small edits and wanted to toss it out to some readers again.

I have been pondering "may" and "might". That is one of the edits I made. I had "would" originally.

OK: I think I'll go back to "would." I think it sounds a little better than "may" or "might." It's more direct, too.

The last line of this poem doesn't sound as perfect as it could be. I'll probably do something with that, too.