Reminder of Your Youth

This can't be all bones

all this warm brown skin,

light dancing on its softness

this fleshy heart thumping away

beneath breasts,

drumming so loud

death stops and staggers back

all this warm river water

coursing through those veins

green vines springing forth

from scalp,

fish swimming behind a starry

night mouth,

sunlight in the whites of the eyes,

water lilies perfuming sturdy thighs

this can't be all bones,

this is youth

this is a year-round spring,

the sowing of seeds and the growth of

new roots.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A good one...Thank you for sharing...:)

[MiriamMB]

thank you :-)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)