Smiling Like Bees

An Ode to Warm Sheets

leather like snake skin on the floor
sheets like tissue paper on the bed
an exchange of looks
a parting of lips
of lids signaling evening
and hands that say "stay"
of legs that move
and glutes that tighten

and breath as an observer
divorce pouty lips,
glistening in anticipation, wet with invitation
tongues swollen like rivers
and ears alert as tents in the desert
hair swaying in the gentle breeze of imagination
catching light as smiles on a swing
fingers move with metronome calculation
sensitive as hoary frost before the morning sun
and nerves click and clack like western morse
silent communication urgent as pregnant clouds
while leather expands in aromatic saturation
and nary a bee could smile as wide as eyes were smiling

 

Commentary and Reading: DT - Smiling Like Bees

Reviews

[April Child]

Picture perfect beginning...

leather like snake skin on the floor
sheets like tissue paper on the bed

beautiful descriptions throughout and then those last lines...

fingers move with metronome calculation
sensitive as hoary frost before the morning sun
and nerves click and clack like western morse
silent communication urgent as pregnant clouds
while leather expands in aromatic saturation
and nary a bee could smile as wide as eyes were smiling

It is as if your words move with metronome calculation, if I may steal your line for a minute there.
Just wonderful.