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Click hereTempting, the little smile that she gives me
The hair tumbling over her shoulders like rain
Long legs in knee socks, she runs on the field
Mud splashing onto her thighs
So long I’ve been out on the field with her
Passing the ball and colliding full force
Always close, skin on skin, seeking her touch
Yet bruises are all that remain
Agree with Angeline, so used to standard fare here that ending really was a surprise, had to read it twice. A stand-out.
Bruises and the drift of memories<br>
seared by the hormones of fleshy proximity<br>
the long sweet hours of obsession<br>
stretch in all directions<br>
wrapping into your life<br>
from the focus of the poem<br><br>
It has vivid metaphors; your words make it such a clear little story. And the ending is sudden and surprising. Great writing! :-)
Love the imagery and metaphor that unfolds. Mentioned in today's new poem reviews.