- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Permafrost
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Comfort was fitting into curves,
in warmth of skin beneath flannel sheets.
I nuzzled there through falling snow,
in conifers to find green; I found spring.
Blond grasses seemed to dance at the nape
of neck where kisses had savored love.
All I taste now is icy evergreens
and it's always winter here.
- COMMENTS
DeepGreenEyesabout 13 years agoof warmth, comfort and cold. I agree that line four falters a bit, but the poem as a whole is like a melting icicle: lovely, reflective and a bit chilling.
Maria2394about 13 years agocome back to this one. it is a pleasure to read and envision. i think it belongs on my favorites list :)
theognisabout 13 years agoIt took about ten readings for me to decide how to vote on this one.
Five.
fridayamabout 13 years agofelt the chill of it. I found your punctuation odd though--it made line 4 hard to follow. Is there a better way to say this?
