Dare We Cross the Rubicon

Happy last day of National Poetry Month, 2007. Something, today, for the ladies...from the poet's classics.

Dare We Cross the Rubicon

dare we cross the Rubicon
that lays behind your door?
where sheets and skin and perfumed sin
shall draw us from the floor?
topple our frail dignities
of manners and restraint.
proves to us this fiery rush
is no false suitor's feint?

would you dare to see my scars
that run beneath the veil?
would you dare release your dreams
and climb, where others fail
to hold their breath until their death
is crescent to their prayers?
both barefoot and bare headed, bold,
to climb celestial stairs.

where heaven waits behind the gates
and passion is the key.
where wanting all is not the fall
if you trust your destiny.
dare we cross the Rubicon
that lays behind your door?
where sheets and skin and perfumed sin
shall call us, evermore.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.