Love Poem to a Butch Woman

By Deborah A. Miranda
This is how it is with me:
so strong, I want to draw the egg
from your womb and nourish it in my own.
I want to mother your child made only
of us, of me, you: no borrowed seed
from any man. I want to re-fashion
the matrix of creation, make a human being
from the human love that passes between
our bodies. Sweetheart, this is how it is:
when you emerge from the bedroom
in a clean cotton shirt, sleeves pushed back
over forearms, scented with cologne
from an amber bottle—I want to open
my heart, the brightest aching slit
of my soul, receive your pearl.
I watch your hands, wait for the sign
that means you’ll touch me,
open me, fill me; wait for that moment
when your desire leaps inside me.

Deborah A. Miranda, “Love Poem to a Butch Woman” from The Zen of La Llorona. Copyright © 2005 by Deborah A. Miranda. Reprinted by permission of Salt Publishing.

Source: The Zen of La Llorona (Salt Publishing, 2005)

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Poet Deborah A. Miranda

POET’S REGION U.S., Mid-Atlantic

Subjects Living, Parenthood, Relationships, Love, Social Commentaries

Poetic Terms Free Verse

 Deborah A. Miranda

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An enrolled member of the Ohlone-Costanoan Esselen Nation of California, poet Deborah Miranda was born in Los Angeles to an Esselen/Chumash father and a mother of French ancestry. She grew up in Washington State, earning a BS in teaching moderate special-needs children from Wheelock College in 1983 and an MA and PhD in English from the University of Washington. Miranda’s collections of poetry include Indian Cartography: Poems . . .

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SUBJECT Living, Parenthood, Relationships, Love, Social Commentaries

POET’S REGION U.S., Mid-Atlantic

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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