Tell Me Why I Want To Touch You

From the flat above music, strain of romance flows
as they grope each other locked in sweat and lust,
the insect walks to the edge of the window, elegantly lands
into the abyss of darkness, exiled from my vision.
Like the flash of tiger’s tail headlights of cars
hang from the corner of the wall. He comes in,
neck creased between soft breathing beads of moisture:
I touch the coiled warmth of summer trapped in there.

(Day 17 : ‘Tell me why’ poem for 2010 November PAD Chapbook Challenge)


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