sitting beside youA Poem by hanzabonanzawould you wear that silk chinese dress I saw hanging in your kitchen and sample exotic cuisine with a dizzying twisting smile and a look that said: I want you come home to warm bed and warm house inviting white sheets which call us falling onto fluffy soft pillows your glasses I’d remove so gently from those eyes that bore through or would it be that tin bath where I’d place my hands on your shoulders loosen the curls from your hair and hold your small lithe body giving that little sigh that sends shivers instead peruse your skin not the menu, on the small of your back, revealed when the soft, deft, thwack of your racket lifted your t-shirt my fingers doing a tap dance of joy I adore you a house for one- but a bed for two let me in and I shall say nothing to your cat or the atlases on the shelf Guide to Ancient Egypt like a shadow not even here, I’ll float quietly my catherine the great can I carry you in my arms up the stairs like a dashing knight with his lover even though you’ve kissed youth goodbye your soul is as young as mine wake with bleached-page thighs entangled and ochre lips that want for kissing that are coyly bitten when it hits you what we have done, what we have become arching your feline back in my arms slip on your dressing gown with black coffee and another embrace, at your wooden table I almost do it all again and there is no trace of man, boyfriend, husband, partner, I almost laugh just your daughter’s ballet shoes under my chair come back soon, my love, she said © 2010 hanzabonanza |
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2 Reviews Added on July 6, 2010 Last Updated on July 6, 2010 AuthorhanzabonanzaUnited KingdomAboutExcitable. Insane. Generally someone you want to avoid. Easily distracted by a cumulus nimbus. more..Writing
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