Dream of Two Women

What an idiot to marry a second time

And then be told within the hour

That I don’t love her but am just here

For security! She knew and I knew she knew

Even before I knew what she said was true.

We were living outside separately and I don’t mean

Outdoors. Two countries that share

A well bordered longing whose citizens

Cannot migrate into foreign land. No undone

Demarcations here. Uniformed guards know

Their jobs.

A spade is a spade is a spade. We were digging

Stone again, a horizontal wall inches underground.

Flinted sparks, clang of iron, bleeding knuckles

Soon.

Earlier, that sudden kiss

Out of the blue with a woman I’d only just met.

Delicious, tender, a brief wet meeting in time.

Tasting each other’s soil, borders inside that moment

Easing, melting. One language spoken: lips, tongue, face

                          Eyes

The present depth our unwalled security, we become

A single gate. Who is she? In this breeze hair wisping

My hungry cheeks….

What country warms her untamed mouth?