It all began to take shape not longafter his business trip--
the copper-breath kisses he planted
on the surface of her wanting lips
like a mechanical dippy bird,
the growing silent treatment
within an ivy dream-like haze,
the flitting thoughts of swarming bees.
Inhaling pepper sand, she took the plunge
cornered him in the shade of beseeching eyes
asked him who the hell Grace was
and why he called out her name
in the heavy stillness of night’s embrace.
Prompt Inspiration: Sunday Whirl (kisses, pepper, sands, grace, copper, inhaling, flitting, shape, shade, silent, surface, haze)
Rocketed to the Fourth Dimension
Floating in the sea of spacemy worries drift through time.
Medusa lost in orbit,
I prey on heaven’s climb.
Dare I trust this leap of faith,release all inhibitions?
Pride cometh before the fall
trailing~ euphoric conditions.