Sunday Scribblings: Somewhere
A poem.
Somewhere, Anywhere, Here
A hand unwinds from sleep
fingers waver like the stems of daisies
on wind-swept greens
She shudders against him
the sudden gap cools the skin of her back
leaves prickly gooseflesh
Together, they suck on their teeth
lick lips, prepare for the inevitable first kiss
in post-passion, rumpled sheets
Somewhere, Anywhere, Here
A hand unwinds from sleep
fingers waver like the stems of daisies
on wind-swept greens
She shudders against him
the sudden gap cools the skin of her back
leaves prickly gooseflesh
Together, they suck on their teeth
lick lips, prepare for the inevitable first kiss
in post-passion, rumpled sheets
Comments
love the image and language here. And while it is not explicit, this makes me think of mature lovers, folks my age that is, and that is a welcome shift in a world that worships youth.