Saturday, June 13, 2020

My Imaginary European Friends II

An arrow shot into the Sun
above sky blue seas---
We swam and kissed clean
our salty skin.
Méta's tan arms and face,
dark hair stroked by breeze,
hoop earrings swinging in time,
yellow floral top and no bra
foregrounding erect nipple...
Her eyes penetrated mine.
We eclipsed the Sun,
exceeding curtained worlds.
Our eyes always entwined
but aware of everything else
as secondary, a backdrop to
always being inside each other.
Her image on glass
a better shade than Helen's.
It never inspired bloodbaths,
just carnal immersion.




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