A sun’s waxy heat rays
draw a line down each long limb,
gild our wet
skin on skin,
slow time,
melt shy coy
from a new
me and you.
*
This fire hot sun
pins us to dewy turf,
we fuse and set
like art
in a cast iron kiln.
A bug sits near,
calm
with no care
for your want
of my body
and my need
for you.
*
Soon the sun sets
on a slow sigh
from our lips
and the bug hums
in sync to our buzz
of lust, of love,
of what we know
will be our tale to tell,
or not,
of our past,
our now,
our for ever.
* * *
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Teresa Renton
Inhaling life, exhaling stories, poetry, prose, flash or fusions. An imperfect perfectionist who writes and recycles words. I write because I love how it feels to make ink patterns & form words, like pictures, on a page.
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Comments (17)
This was so beautiful! Congrats on Runner up!
Back to congratulate you! So well done! ❤️
Wow that one is truly incredible! Some really evocative language, brings the poem to life! Excellent job, I see why it placed in the contest. Congrats on that by the way!
Congratulations, Teresa! Glad to see this one made it!
"Like art in a cast iron kiln" -my favorite line. Congratulations, Teresa! 🏆
Sweet!!!
Beautiful ♥️ Loved this line especially "we fuse and set like art in a cast iron kiln" . Just stunning♥️
Oh this was so good. Melt shy coy I love that line
Gosh I love how this blended the beauty of love and nature together! You painted such a beautiful picture with your poem!
Sensuous, fluid, in sync love and in touch. with nature. Beautiful poem. 🥰
This is gorgeous, Teresa! Beautiful imagery and it flows like water!
Oh that bug! What a wonderful frame for the sentiment. Well.done. ❤
A gorgeous vignette. Utterly captivating, and the visual of the sun shining into the room and the bug correlated to carnal need -- beautiful writing. 💖
Snap, snap, snap!
So well done 👏
gorgeous work!!!!
Wow. Thus is just beautiful. Well done.