Category: Poetry

  • summer beckonswith a warm mouthsticky sweet from suckingswollen ripe fruit from supple fingersit makes me dizzy andi fling my arms widespinning in a circle in the grass,a veritable Maria of California-rjm

  • sundayrest your head in my lapclose your eyes and let go the worldsummer approaches like a slow moving storma finger of warmth on my cheek as we sway on this porch, silent and contenti’ll lay a kiss on your relaxed templebury my fingers in your hairlisten to you snore light, butterfly wings in your chest,and…