Bang on the ground and clang in the sky, Ringing ragged rash, pimpled up sizzle. Singing salient, singeing brilliant, baked us dead dry. Southern citrus and succulent sun, Syrupy sweet popped down drizzle Enveloping tongue, puckered pout; your sweet fun. Morning’s cheer applauding, “Awake!” Sheer chiffon pursed, wanted kiss. Gauzy glamour, breezy and bright; my loving ache. Glamorous cool glade shaded, heavy and dark, Gaia’s fauns governing the afternoon bliss. Teeming tendrils teasing the feathers of our nubile lark. High brittle flight across the chilled glass bright. Aloof and aloft, trillions of dead backs turned this way. Squinted up and bowed down; our tearful plight. Sultry dangerous hips swaying suggesting sin Buried under a million nights and one candle’s wax Pouring over shoulders, into veins, through your skin. Royal regal voices pour from a saxophone’s bell Berry juices bleeding from spring’s best snacks Demure shrug shoulder, winked my knowing and
A Collection of Poetry