smouldering & snuffed

 

 

 

 

there is

 

static

 

on all channels

 

the roof workers gone home

 

sally rides by in her car

blasting Groovasaurus

singing loud

the music warps away,

and the, click

 

click,

 

click,

 

of the clock swerves

you into my

shallow

breath, so

stripped, and

rubbing

the sensitive measure

skin so finely ground,

each surround thigh tickling

the chest rubbing

lean into me,

and

i need something to drink.

 

i’ll watch a film,

1960’s and sweet,

and forget i thought

about you,

bent over and

grinning the fool around lush.

Sheets to the wind, and floating

ice in my glass,

 

i

 

regain

 

my

 

composure.

 

and fill my heart with a romantic

 

comedy.

Reviews

[Leah Simone]

Sexy and romantic combined - the fantasy, the films, the beverage and still your thoughts remain of her in spite of it all - Leah