Poetry, Passion, Reflection & Love

Women

Angel Hair Pasta

Angel Hair Pasta

by Heather Mirassou

Angel Hair Pasta

Virgin Oil encased
Oregano, Basil & Thyme

Fragrance ascend
Blonde strands flyaway

Garlic Shards dancing
Swim in the wind

Pulsing Beef Stake
Red River Flowing

Seeds flooding
Tightly wadded

Expertly wound
Atop her head

Wasp-hive
Angel Hair pasta

Heather Mirassou Copyright 2010


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Questionable Love

Questionable Love

by Heather Mirassou

From seedlings
Raw passion arrives
Teardrops germinate
A questionable love
Free reign love’s geyser
Either uproot and scatter
Or stay and bloom


Mad Love – Heather Mirassou

As snow does to a fire that runs
Blue white Ophelia floats
Mad with love as magnificent as snow
And among water lilies
Star which melts away
The wind kisses her breasts
Shivering willows
A nest of mad kisses
Curves of her back
In each soft corner
From violet forests
His sweet brow
On the seascape
The calm black water
Black moss embroidered
Her great veils rising
Why the goldenrod stars
Love her reflection madly
The rivers are a sail
Shadow flowers with bale
Scented twilight
A pearl sky

Copyright Heather Mirassou 2010
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Who Am I? – Heather Mirassou

WHO AM I?

It’s been quite

Some time

Since someone

Noticed

Do see me?

I am Here

My beautiful

Warm

Genuine smile

Smiling at

The world

Beside me

Don’t you

See my

Chiseled calves

And voluptuous

Thighs

A mile high

I may be over

Forty

But my Bosom

Swings

And Skips

To a

Funky beat

With a tip-toe

Skip, Hop & dance

That only I know

My eyes

Liquid blue

Eyes stare

At magic

In the

Air

My skin

Fair

Freckled

With

An Irish

Pigment

From my

Grandmother’s

Lair

My limbs

Covered from

Head to toe

With Wisps

Of Blonde hair

From my

Mother’s

Hair

Like my

Italian

And French

Forefather’s

My heart

Pumps

By Wine

My Blood

And

Endless

Passion for

Tradition

My fingertips

Reminiscent of

God’s great earth

The Goddess

Nature

Aglow

Laced with

Permanent

callused

From my

Writing pen

A kaleidoscope

Into my

Soul within

My voice

An accent

Slung with

Kindness

Compassion

And love

So if you

See me

Dancing

Down the

Street

On just

An ordinary

Day

Than

Stop to

Smell the

Roses

May the

Aroma

Sweet

And lulling

Pass your

Way

Making

Your day

Do a little

Hop, skip & jump

And feel

Freedom

In your

Steps

Make sure

To Smile

My way

Don’t forget

For I am

Here

Watching

Dancing

Waiting

For someone

To see me

Heather Mirassou

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My Darling Lover – Heather Mirassou

My Darling Lover

My Darling
Your fingertips
Slightest touch
My skin rippling
Goose bumps
Like prickly pears
Sizzling fire
Desperate ache
Primitive desire
My Neck
Bountiful harvest
Taste of Sweet
Nectar
Lays in wait
Begging you
Blowing breath
Your tongue
Tingling heat
My Body
An Hourglass
Voluptuous curves
Gentle bosom
Soft as silk
Electrifying splendor
Blood pulsating
Taught and tight
Hypnotizing ecstasy
Your Body
Pleading me
Perfect design
My delight
Madness penetrates
Primitive union
Fevered passion
Quaking pleasure
Warm glow surrounds
Heather Mirassou             May 25, 2010
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Angel of God – Heather Mirassou

“I wrote this poem when my little sister was born. She is twenty years

my junior and has grown into an amazing young woman.

An embryo in a cocoon of safety

slowly unfolds into a world of hands.

Hands of unconditional love

bring her into the beauty of light.

No longer floating

now breathing the lightness of air.

She fights hands and fist,

unknowingly being adorned, brought into life.

Kissed by an angel, he leaves his mark

as she is grasped by her loving parents.

She is a gift to them, a gift to this world,

an angel of God.


Garden Affair – Heather Mirassou

I inhale
Your Intoxicating fragrance
Pheromones entice
Lingering passion
Sun and sky sweet
I am delirious
Dancing in your
Wakening melodies
Bouquet of pearly white peaks

I Awake
In your quicksand soil
Scattering seeds
Delicate sea legs
Wobbly wooden stalks
Germinating roots
A newborn flower
Porcelain
Fragile, Fertile foliage

I swallow
Your clear spring geyser
Brisk diamond water
Raining sky water
Relieve my parched
Withering body
Swimming
Stealing grace
Sea of Fertility

I Rejoice
Your Renewing promise
I am breathless
Wild ecstasy
A Cacophony of birdsong
Gorgeous milk fluff
A canopy of tranquility
In the shape of a heart

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