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Everywhere I go, I find a poet has been there before me.
-Sigmund Freud
I Want
I want long thick blond hair
With out a hint of dark roots showing
I want a tiny waist and firm thighs
With cocoa skin-blemish free
I want chocolate and espresso everyday
With pure olive oil, scads of garlic and vinegar
I want to grow older and powerful
With my marks everywhere
I want to attract birds and butterflies
With a garden that surprises me very morning
I want to heal people using herbs and
With the intense pristine love that I live
I want to feed off my memories
With my lover by my side
I want to worship my lover like others worship God
With him lost in adoration at my sight
I want to get lost in the infinite universe of his caress
With his lingam as king and my yoni as queen
Swirling, spinning, floating in eternity
I want to gaze upon my grandchildren
With the fruit of my womb, they are my delight
I want family gatherings, Summer sun
With Winter firelight to meld us back to our primordial substance
I want to know what God is, is there a God?
With a throne? With a title? With a Son?
I want-not to be afraid
With it’s scary falling feeling
I want girlfriends, old new, young and seasoned
With my daughter, mothers, and sisters among them
I want beautiful hands and full breasts
With coiffed cuticles and nary a fucking bra
I want to cuss..to use whatever words I want
With all the salt of a sailor, but always at the appropriate time
I want to contact my loved one’s who’ve died
With the ability to go back in time, to the places I knew
I want to write! I want to be an ageless voice
With words that reach my posterity
Because I will die one day
I want there to be an eternal life. I hope all this
Talk is not wishful thinking
With its sweet by and by that gives homicide bombers
The hope of something better
I want more money-then I could hire a housekeeper
With enough left over for a gardener to hire a gardener
to help me with all my plans
I want a house on the beach, away from the freeway
With suitable soil, extra bedrooms for my grandchildren
And wind chimes
I want my husband to live with me forever
With good health and his and my virility intact
I want, I want, I want
It could go on and on
Peace and Love
Community and Purpose
It is all encompassed within what I want
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