04-28-2014, 06:00 AM
The warmth has helped uncurl you,
spread soft among the bedding,
I have brought the swaying stalks,
to whisper you from foraged fields,
a trace reveals a hungered look
that strokes your eyes to saucers,
babbled under fresh melt brooks.
A stretched out smile sets sail
on curled up coracle leaves,
spinning through the rapids,
then eddies tremble in the reeds
deep inside the riverbank,
we twist entwined by tails,
and dance before the harvest
has time to lift our veils.
spread soft among the bedding,
I have brought the swaying stalks,
to whisper you from foraged fields,
a trace reveals a hungered look
that strokes your eyes to saucers,
babbled under fresh melt brooks.
A stretched out smile sets sail
on curled up coracle leaves,
spinning through the rapids,
then eddies tremble in the reeds
deep inside the riverbank,
we twist entwined by tails,
and dance before the harvest
has time to lift our veils.
If your undies fer you've been smoking through em, don't peg em out