Poem Honoring That Saturday Afternoon With Leah!

Clean, Thin Line

blistering
sun
of her
body

fingers fresh
from
piano
keys

one wave
shudders
two, three

unravelling
the miles of
you

in a
seed-splitting
second

she rises
above
everything

she
raises
the stick
into

which
she pours
her
future

and my
great
memory
harvard2 harvard2
61-65, M
1 Response Sep 22, 2012

This actually happened.
I have detailed the real life experience in the entry:
"Bare Bottom Bognor Caning Over Bar Stool By Female Friend!"