untouched

 

thisingle

(ap

arrant to

one,

lone

and lusciously melted)

sky

sees y

ou

in somber shades,

pelts of loves linger taste,

saffron cinnamon

washed amidst butterfly paper,

silky steam breath, swallows.

these passion nights,

 

di ver gent.

 

untouched heart.

alone.

business dressed

quiet morning,             no eye

contact,

 

in solace   pacified

gentle   sentiments,

though earnest felt.(

or was it two?

weeks

in

s

h

e

e

t

s

)

 

un touch ed

h

e

a

r

t

 

 

Reviews

[Heather Angelika Dooley]

I love how when I read your work I sound it out like a word I don't know. That is a gift you have. It makes your stuff so interesting and......new.

[H. M. Clark]

E.E. Cummings! that's the guy! Okay, sorry... took me two days to remember who it was that I was thinking of that reminded me of some of your poetry. Peace.