In vulnerable moments, when I blush,
my heart may skip a beat, but I’ve embraced
the flash, the flood, the flow, the foolish flush.
Behold the curling fetus of my crush
(my love for you’s not purely science-based).
In vulnerable moments when I blush,
my mouth is cotton, words inside it mush.
You come to me, transgendered and trans-placed,
with flash, and flood, and flow, and foolish flush,
transcendent—first a shout and then a hush,
entitlement engendered and misplaced
in vulnerable moments when I blush.
The truth is love’s an all-consuming rush,
emotions are a fact, it’s evidence-based:
as flash, as flood, as flow, as foolish flush.
Diversity or mood swings? I’m a lush!
Drunk on passion, high on aftertaste.
In vulnerable moments when I blush
and flash and flood and flow—a foolish flush.
Leslie F. Miller is the author of Let Me Eat Cake: A Celebration of Flour, Sugar, Butter, Eggs, Vanilla, Baking Powder, and a Pinch of Salt (Simon & Schuster, non-fiction, 2007) and BOYGIRLBOYGIRL (Finishing Line Press, poetry, 2012).
Inspiration: One of my surefire cures for writer’s block is the Facebook poem. I solicit random words from FB friends, one submission per person, and create a poem that uses one of their words in every line until I’ve used them all. My only inspiration for this villanelle was those seven banned words.