- Non-Erotic Poetry
- En route
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Mirrored blacktop glistens
in the four a.m. streetlights.
Stopsigns are measured
by kisses and
your fingers tangle
in my hair,
but no one is behind us
so you kiss me again.
I catch you looking at me
sideways
when you think I won’t notice,
as you turn corners and
glide around curves,
and you smile,
purposely caught.
Tonight is ours,
you whisper, and
I believe.
Believing is easy in the dark.
When the noon sun
shines through the city haze,
this evening will be
washed from the pavement
with left-over rain,
and on my lips
your phantom kiss
remains.
COPYRIGHT: trendyredhead 1995
- COMMENTS
tungtied2ualmost 20 years agofrom a new perspective. I really like the lines about measuring the stop signs by kisses. And the close is so wistful. Love it. Thanks.
tarablackwood22almost 20 years ago...very much. The phrasing is accomplished and there are many lines that jump off the paper. A fine write.
WickedEvealmost 20 years agoin this poem.
I really liked these lines:
Stopsigns are measured
by kisses and
Believing is easy in the dark.
When the noon sun
shines through the city haze,
this evening will be
washed from the pavement
