DISPARITIES

a short tryst

DISPARITIES

 

Winds waft us in concert

In a quirky blueprint of disparities

Alone, we scrutinize

He, a gentleman of circa forty

I, an angelic fifteen, a virgin

Is this serendipity?

Or the will of the cosmos?

 

My apprehension emits

He, mindful of this sentiment

Withholds his appetite

To swathe me in his arms

Nevertheless, the intensity of heat

Between us, exposes our intentions

 

The cosmos takes note of our standing

Which is avowed as ravishment

Thus, the infuriated gale

Abruptly sucks us apart

As our cores cool

To a bluish hue and fade into

Icicles in the clouds

 

Reviews

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

I pondered on this for a moment! I love your imagery. Your wording blew me away. I believe it's two people that are attractive to each other, but he 40 and she 15, know that it can never be, or shouldn't be!

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you Kathy, but sometimes it is...which puts people away...in my case just a poem!!!
Best, B.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

My pleasure!