Phantom Contrary~

~a gender puzzle~

girl

in my mirror

baby looks clean

clearer

inhale

smoke exhale

impale

a bouquet of sage

thoughts

draws a gentleman effigy

eyeliner in think ink black

smile

attack

sensual glide above the upper berry lip

playful grin

lush

thrilling kill

long hands moist with silk

silkening fine hair off the temples

to give good face

like Grace

Kelly

in tantalizing

gender bending

 bone

array

 

girl

turns the mirror around

wing tip shoe

solid ground

she mans up her posture

adjusts her tie

the most seductive lie

smoothes the pleats

of her well pressed pants

winks

asks

“Is it romance?”

clicks a heel in rhythm

to his breathless

ache

his lashes flutter

for love’s sake

she unwinds him toward her

whispering

"Come."

so pure on her arm

a dove

 

 

he gives her

his definition

in submissive composition

she reshapes it with kohl

gives him cat eyes

his beauty a sigh

defines

his lips with moist mauve

his blush a soft a rose

prose

in her soft hummingbird throat

deepening on a song

his eyes half closed

pressed with smoky lashes

she strokes his fashion

stokes

passion

 

 

 

girl in a boy

in a fine suit

bloom in a pocket

root

man in a woman

in silk shifts

kiss

drift

she moves against his back

to play his erotic silhouette

her fingertips murmur the blue silk off his shoulders

where her lips press

indent

tiny spaces for exotic sensations release him from being a man

the end is the middle

where they began

she turns him

pulls him through her masculine

until he flowers feminine

her mouth a rose in bloom

tasting every bone

in his face

he is grace

in surrender

drinking his pure give

she absorbs the rouge from his surrendering mouth

kiss for his playful pout

 

makes love to him

like a man

taking every stain

until he gives against her bend

she pulls him back

in

through her side

trails his gasp

with a smile

her touch like radiance

through his lush desire

to be her woman

such a woman to her man

he whispers

gives her voice in nightingale

 “Man in my mirror you are

such a beautiful phantom

a moonlit night, a star

in Paris . . . .”

 

 

 

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Reviews

[DannyLynne Riley]

I love the rhythm in this...and the ending was perfect you have such a way with words Selene I am always awe struck and please please forgive that it seems I always begin each review of you with the opening "I love..." I don't mean to sound redundant its just that its always the first words to pop into my head..."I loved it" -DannyLynne

[Andrew Wright]

Pure poetry (heh).

[No use.]

The way your words flow, it goes down fast but slow? hahaha, all at the same time, the perfect blend, the perfect drink to present a lover

[No use.]

before i even read... that is one of my favorite photos .. MAN RAY

[Jonathan De Elvira]

Whoa.....
this is what i call Art

[FireWoman]

The heart has no boundaries when it comes to pure love. I see this as learning to love every part of yourself, seeing your true self, accepting it and finding the strength to share it with another. It is a rare thing for another to see us and love us regardless of our gender or race. This was eloquent, enticing and made my day =)
Your style of writing is like a hand stroking a cat's back, purrr~

[alan peter kelly]

you SO remind me of Marlene Selene honey...not in any obvious or overt way...just...something about you that appeals in exactly the same way she did and still very much does...there was no confusion with her and she made an art out of ambiguity...mixing and matching according to her mood...this is sexy cool...im just telling it as i see it with no residual implications intended...you take the symbolism in a word as an artist does with an image...and pound it into a finery which is then sensually liquified for our sensorial pleasure...you evoke such clear images in my mind...and i have no concern whatsoever if they fit you conceptions...just know Selene...you are one incredible artist x

[Larry Dyson]

once to sample the submissive male ..the Dominant female...things I live with and for daily twentyfour seven....we are the reality we present...mesmurised by the congruity we have partaken of....purr yourself mistress......

[hanzabonanza]

such a deep, thought-provoking poem, totally agree with where you are coming from. how gender is so fluid, and its fine to have traits of the other sex. I hate labels and boxes, being forced to sum yourself up in a word- its impossible. love transforms and transcends sexuality and gender, when I love someone it's their personality I care about, nothing else.

[Amber Betty Marie Child..]

yes i am a masculine femininity abstract thinker too/ nice empty roomed dance with oneself in subconscious touch and an unexceptionable to society reality we hide/ and once again you make a nice display and moist shine of the mirror you pretty person/ someones got a disco ball inside that head spinning with a million mirrors of analyzations and opinions and what not/ you are one big soul of a statement selene