Concepts – Page 25

cut from the same cloth
the two of us holding fast
lest it unravel
–
sheep shearing-
lost in thought
or so it seems

robins flying south
I’m left stranded alone with
my desperation
–
evening dew-
california poppies
closed for the night

jealous of our affections
in full view of everyone
the moon steals the sun
–
midday-
the spotlight
stolen

i look at myself
and listen to my own lies
praying that they’re true
–
reflections-
outside my window
a magpie

moving through the crowd
the air fetid and stinking
rancid in the heat
–
underground-
pushing in
before the close

telling my story
words spilling off of my tongue
and into your ears
–
snowfall-
the chasm
of a blank page

low afternoon sun-
the play of shadow and light
against your bare skin
–
under the sheets-
between us
the midnight sun

open to the cold
exposed and vulnerable
naked and alone
–
new life-
tempted
by the light

naked in the sun
draped in caribbean light
among the seashells
–
abalone-
the warm glow
of auburn skin

head back and arms wide
inviting the elements
to do what they will
–
an umbrella-
defenseless in
the light of day