Summer

 

when she speaks,

her nose dips

pulled toward pursed lip,

 

she radiates

 

late afternoon haze

                                 sun setting breezy glow,

orange

             cream slow flesh

vanilla

breast sip

               

                    of fresh lettuce

       spits spring dew

                                   dawn lawn.

                                         freckle candy grin,

cascades

                ocean,

     sun tan    lotion air.

 

her hair cleft over   ear lobe smooth,

pierced diamond hoops glisten rainbow sparks

 

with the top down rush trail i n g locks

whipped in wind.

 

wild crass gleam cornea shine

 

she                     (with breath of lilac babies)              

laughs

 

at my self-deprecating

bashful boy wit,

 

(her luscious hips

                     

                     entices my arms to envelop her     against me)

                      

with every restrained nerve,

 

i photograph this moment of

 

 

Her

Reviews

[J.P.O.et]

Wow, this made me feel in the middle like I was only getting slips and glimpses and allowed me to almost fill in the blanks. I love the way you did 'trailing' with the 'i n g' just making the word read and resemble exactly what it is supposed to convey. Just great and unconventional rhyme and flow, 'fresh...breast...lettuce' being an example and it is only evident when read aloud in some cases.
Stumbled upon this and glad I did, very well done.

J.P.O.et

[Kara Emily Krantz]

damn. um. i love this. LOVE THIS.

i'm a sucker for endings. and you kicked this ending out of the park.

"she radiates late afternoon haze sun setting breezy glow,"

love what you had going on here... i can tell you're... experimenting... and it's working! very eecummings, very ... very awesome. i think i'll have to throw this in my library :) it inspires me to work like this more often... more from the heart.. from the randomness of our souls and our smiles :)
fantastic piece