Dreaming While They Rape Me

Where I lie, the stars dance
elegant on a midnight stage.
Andromeda gently graces the blue,
teasing sweet Perseus with a subtle shift of her hips.
He spins slowly toward her,
the lovers' game a fluid caress of
temptation and tenderness.

Where I lie, the stars are closer
than the earth
under my fingernails,
under my back.
The air is still and cool,
so soft against my breasts
that I sigh unaware,
unashamed.

Where I lie, the stars shine away
the deafening rhythms of black;
they are dancing with the radiance
of a life untouched,
dancing with the joy
of a child's luminous heart,
and I dance with them,
lost and found
in the eternity of
one moment of faith.

Yes,
Where I lie, the stars shine away,
shine away�
unaware,
untouched,
unashamed.