The Gecko
The gecko guards the stairs, clinging
wraithlike to the top step, and his small
supple body is curved like the mythic
salamander of old, his shape erotic,
gently sexual in a way I once
feared; even though he does not
move, he glows with movement in every
limb. As I slide by, his jeweled
eyes startle, and he scurries past
my foot, the tender fleshiness of his hide
taking the memory of love with it.
Long ago, I would have gasped
to see him near, my pulse racing;
I would have missed such beauty,
the shadowed pattern of pigment he
wears so thoughtlessly, the graceful way
he runs, undulating like a silk
scarf in a soft summer wind.
In the doorway, he stops, watching me,
wondering if I want to eat him.
Don’t be afraid, I say silently.
Let me see you for a bit longer.
I want to marvel over the mixed
colors of your iris, the iridescent
swell of reflected light, framing
this knowing miracle; the end of youth.
Kimberly Townsend Palmer 
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Sexy. I liked it, but you know, I first saw it at Facebook and it was without the spacing. I was really drawn in, it was like James Joyce or something or Richard Brautigan but something happened when I got to WordPress here and started reading it. Well, I think, I was wondering about rhyme when I saw it unstructured. I was glad there was no rhyme but I saw that it was in a structure. Is it just my mind? Did something happen in there that changed all the outside? Was it really anything outside at all? The moment changed, I think. It was strange but I liked it. Of course, you know my insurance company uses a gecko and I guess I was half flattered by that. The gecko in their commercial has robbed the very sexy accent of Michael Caine, so I guess I was thinking of all that. A lovely thing the gecko. Rare, here. I have rarely seen a chameleon here. They are quite something.
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