Maya Angelou

(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)

Remembrance


Your hands easy
weight, teasing the bees
hived in my hair, your smile at the
slope of my cheek. On the
occasion, you press
above me, glowing, spouting
readiness, mystery rapes
my reason

When you have withdrawn
your self and the magic, when
only the smell of your
love lingers between
my breasts, then, only
then, can I greedily consume
your presence.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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  • Terence George Craddock (8/14/2010 12:53:00 PM)

    The poem plays upon multiple meanings,
    the line your taking reaches consummation
    in the magic withdrawn and seed spent
    an afterglow of ecstasy savoured consumed (Report) Reply

  • Keith Shezi (2/26/2010 8:17:00 AM)

    This poem places images of a woman enjoying love making with her lover
    I think they are having foreplay… then they do the “deed”
    “When you have withdrawn
    Yourself and your magic…” After the “deed “is done and his fragrance or scent is left on her
    Then she will miss him and think about that special moment they shared or him (the memory of him)
    That’s what I think, what do you guys think? (Report) Reply

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