by Jo Malone
(January 1999)
As I lay with you here
In the safest place I have ever known
Your breast beating in my ear
My cheek brushing the softness of you
I wander, in a half-dream
chasing wisps of ideas as they float all around me.
With my eyes closed
I flirt with the world
Inviting it to partake of me
Know me for who I am
and accept me.
I court the danger of its wicked mind
Its vicious tongue
and its damaging beliefs.
I take its hand
Talking to it as I would a child
And show it a gentler place
A place in my woman’s arms
Where there is no hatred
No pain or worry
The safest place I have even known
