Chard deNiord




Lilith

I didn’t move but lay outstretched.
“think of something else,” she said.
I felt the sky upon my wrists.
“I’m that and that condensed as this.”

She breathed on me with perfumed breath.
She kissed my knees with purple lips.
I had awakened to her naked-
ness. “You are the one I missed.”

I said, “who came to me in dreams.
Forgive this sleep that runs its course,
that greets its dream in weariness.”
She took my hand with tenderness

and rested it between her legs.
I felt the clouds break into me
like thieves. I was afraid but stirred
as I lay on her like a god who’s died.

I pressed my lips against her breast.
The animals fled to the wilderness.