"Wild in Love" by Monica Rios

hits my knuckles, my nose and my lover
on the patio, his hands in gardening gloves
under my shirt. Diverse duck caravans
blossom into flight, flaps up, fuel crammed
in their bellies before the first drops fell.

His fingers tack across a nipple, tell
me to look through the hole of his lips, loose
words dripping out as I pull off his boots
& he smears dirt on my skin, sneaky ambush,
so I douse him in damp leaves. Gutters will gush
with water, cars will end up sideways, bits
will chip at the hillsides, then ten years' worth
of tools trip me, his hands grabbing my skirt
as he whirls me to him and we are in for it.

BIO: Jan Wesley's poems have been published in Runes, Pool, Rattle, Spillway, Solo, Yalobusha Review, The Comstock Review and Air Fare, a Sarabande anthology, among other publications. She was Co-Director of Beyond Baroque Literary Arts Center in Los Angeles, and she teaches poetry at The University of Redlands and general studies courses at The Fashion Institute of Design and Merchandizing at the Los Angeles campus. Email: janwesley@sbcglobal.net