"Eyebrows": A Joyful Poem

Stepping from the shower

Without your morning clothes 

you are merely nude. 

Without your make up, there you are naked. 

Wandering the room unarmored,

 in your curlers is so much more. 

 Without your eyeliner

Is something more than without your bra. 

Your bare face is so tender without your eyebrows 

Your unpowdered belly kindles something so keen, so mortal

                                                                         It makes me want to fuck. 

Without your lipstick to meet the people you will greet

your unreddened lips are something more

Maddening than that hole in your panties. 

Your untailored hair aloft like wind blown weeds above

That unconsummated longing  in your bare morning eyes

As you bring me cookies

Climbing into the precious wild field of our unmade bed

Spreading, wide and green in the morning sun

Opening for a feast.