Tuesday, September 4, 2018

Private. by Eliana Vanessa



desire blooms
in the respites
of calm rain

row my fingers
through snapdragons
labial pink

open mouth kisses
lightning bolts
pangs of tongues
move in jolts
to hush the approaching storm

as the permutations of your smile
lead a sudden downpour
and yet

a wet silence
bides the tempest
of my private ardor






Eliana  Vanessa is originally from Buenos Aires, Argentina and moved to New Orleans, Louisiana at a young age.  Eliana's poems have been selected for display via a community project called St Tammany Poetry on the Streets, and she recently participated in the Jane Austen Festival (2017 and 2018) as part of a panel of other selected poets.  Eliana attends several writing groups, including Poets Alive, Bayou Writers and Inklings in Mandeville, Louisiana.

Her work has been published at The Rye Whiskey Review, Cajun Mutt Press , The Horror Zine , Under The Bleachers .

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