My first bit of XF poetry:
Disclaimer: Alas, alack, they are not mine. Yadda, yadda, yadda.
Title: Almondine
Author: Dryad
Rating: PG13, MSR,
Spoilers: Paganism and Christianity
Archive: Yes please. A note where would be nice.
Summary: A meditation on love
Note: I am not a poet.
My love eats brown almonds
One by one
Slipping past ripe lips
Onto a pink tongue
Between white teeth
As easily as myself
During long nights
And short days
On cool cotton
Warm flannel
Hot silk skin
Like Devi, she is many things incarnate
Shakti – universal energy
Kali – mother of death, destroyer of worlds
Durga – purging the world of evil
Parvati – passion personified
Almonds were wedding favors
Harbingers
of long life
of love abundant
of joy expressed
in medieval days passed
My love eats brown almonds
And consumes me
Regurgitates me whole
Like Isis she brings me back to life
In Christ Risen she rejoices
Eating marchpane of old
Simnel cake
And marzipan
On Easter Sunday
My love eats brown almonds
And smiles
