#014

Thirsty
her copper skin, like
salt beaches in willowy light,
ripples nude, flirting with part
-washed footprints,
autistic sighs,
straddling wisteria smiles,
aquamarine wings folded
on his assuring chest, safe
from the pain of crepuscular longings.
 
©Mohana Das

Advertisements

19 thoughts on “#014

  1. straddling wisteria smiles,
    aquamarine wings folded
    on his assuring chest, safe
    from the pain of crepuscular longings.

    great lines, I see everything happen and the imagery is dreamy and hot.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s