A poem by Julia R. DeStefano

Photo by Road Trip with Raj on Unsplash

Garnet Visions

My heart is a crystal ball.

Peer into it, and tell me what you see.

With every beat, the story line is written

in this secret to growing

the magic of uncommon love

dripping with garnet.

Oh, of all the ways a woman can want a man!

It’s in the way she moves,

seems to float with every step

as she feels his presence.

Call up the taste of him on her lips.

Her favorite dessert.

The heat of a red hot desire

in the morning light,

midday sunrise,

dark of night.

Like sticky sweet taffy

upon an insatiable tongue

and her eyes,

the portals to a better world.

© Julia R. DeStefano