feeling the fire under the wear
flames searching a button
rolling back the shirt unzippered
without words
with mystery
showing how the skin gathers
below the neck
how it slides into the embers
towards the melting candle
beneath an aria of light
humming a blue word
showing an opus of song
the shirt falls to the floor
between poems
Saturday, April 2, 2011
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3 comments:
Now, that is a sexy poem, Wayne ;)
Cheers,
Pamela
Sounds painful!
But I like it!!
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