01 November 2010

Afternoon Delight


a gift
of clefted lips lascivious as
caring sighs exchanged for words

there is
no script embracing roles in this
embrasure to romance

plays in sunlit glinted wetness smiled
by infinite largesse

less it is
encumbrance than the baring, a gracious gift
of entrée freely made

and yet a furtive murmuring of urgent breath
you weep:

...sky rockets in flight
afternoon delight
a-a-after-noon delight!
© 18 July 2010, I. D. Carswell