Anatomy of a Woman

 I was born this day. 

 

Draw a map on my skin. Show me how

to venture through the valley

of shadow and death – to emerge unscathed

and fall into your arms.  A white bride

ready to be explored and to bear the scent

of love – earthy and pungent, like cinnamon.

 

Leave me with a calendar to mark the days

that must pass until I find you.

Like sifting through sand, I will find you.

A desert stands stark – stretching to the horizon.

 

Leave me to sift.  

Reviews

[Tania Leigh]

"Like sifting through sand - I will find you. A desert stands stark, stretching to the horizon. Leave me to sift."

I enjoyed this poem very much :-)

[A.T.B.]

Excellent write. I tackled similar topics in THE PASSING ANGEL and A WOMAN. I tremendously enjoyed reading this piece, but I have a couple of suggestions.
I don't think the title befits the theme. This piece is more about the longing of a woman for the man of her dreams, the love of her life.
I would change the form from a prose poem to a free verse. Free verse will give the poem a totally different rhythm, a musicality to the tone.
Excellent imagery LaCumparsita.
Cabala

[Fran Marie]

Great write so very well expressed~Fran Marie

[Jenny Davis]

There is gorgeous imagery in this and definitely a sense of longing....Very well done :)

[Erotic Goddess]

Hmmm, this created several images in my mind. One searching for a loved one, perhaps one she has lost, or whom she must be parted from, or perhaps just the one she knows is meant for her. This is beautiful, short but a powerful picture. I enjoyed it. Welcome to the Cafe.

~Goddess