I’d breathe deep
As if to draw closer
The shoulders of him
The ones that he’d shake
The ones where I’d rest
As he breathes deep
Tag Archives: Shoulders
Shoulders Squared
Which are the eyes
Alight with allegiance
Asking us all to love hard
Love leaping forth
Smiles spilling waywardly
Eyes don’t escape me
I Have Feathers
Will you grasp my shoulder with one hand
And I’ll grasp yours
Watch me watching you tell me your visions
And the Sun is at our backs
Will you give me a photograph of that
And my thumb on your cheekbone
Watch me draw you near to me
And kiss you like a brother
Will you leave your fingerprints against me when you leave
And I may let you
Watch the edge of my skirt billow and float
And we will be dutiful
Will we behave and watch and….
Simple Shoulders
How the simple, flowered smock,
with strings for the shoulders,
hanging now on the door,
picked up from the floor,
could become such something
when
I grazed the seeming nothing,
I’ll never know.
This Haiku: They Glow
When the morning light
First encircles the shoulders
Both are ecstatic
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