- Non-Erotic Poetry
- No Disrespect
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To your lover
I know he meant a lot
But the gentle rain falling,
Darker clouds creeping in,
Crisp interruptions crackle on my car radio,
The sight of you alone at the lonely hillside graveyard
Slowly polishing his headstone with your black clad breasts,
Bare goose pimpled arms
Charcoal gray hose knee denting fresh green sod
Your slight red and blue shadow streaming down to him
Hands lifted up to him
Stone cold lips quivering, teasing marble carved
Does your spirit multiply ? or dilute ? disperse
Out of misery drains history down the tunnel of its own self serving drenched tears best suited for planting
As the wind kicks its first warning
Coating your all with dandelion wings
A breeze to brush away
Once warm air dictates
Umbrellas fold
