The white spell of the tub.
Your lean ballerina foot
clean as the winter Bolshoi,
the water’s fevrille glass surface,
anise-scented goldenrod,
oatmeal soap. Your breasts
float weightless as a cosmonaut
and the gargoyle moon breathes
into my mouth.
Copper Colored as an Ancient Pot
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Re: Copper Colored as an Ancient Pot
You are the master of romantic atmosphere....I love everything but the reference to the gargoyle moon...I am missing the reference. I love "breasts float weightless as a cosmonaut"....a gem. Maybe end with this image?
or maybe...?
We kiss, my heart bumping
against your chest.
Your breasts float weightless
as a cosmonaut
Such lovely lines! A young person on reading them might decide on the spot to become a poet the way I imagine the young J.S. Bach decided on his life's course on hearing an organ for the first time
The white spell of the tub.
Your lean ballerina foot
clean as the winter Bolshoi,
the water’s fevrille glass surface,
anise-scented goldenrod,
oatmeal soap. Your breasts
float weightless as a cosmonaut
or maybe...?
We kiss, my heart bumping
against your chest.
Your breasts float weightless
as a cosmonaut
Such lovely lines! A young person on reading them might decide on the spot to become a poet the way I imagine the young J.S. Bach decided on his life's course on hearing an organ for the first time
The white spell of the tub.
Your lean ballerina foot
clean as the winter Bolshoi,
the water’s fevrille glass surface,
anise-scented goldenrod,
oatmeal soap. Your breasts
float weightless as a cosmonaut
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Re: Copper Colored as an Ancient Pot
Again, with such brevity.Only you can put the Bolshoi, gargoyles and Russian cosmonauts together. It makes me think of Kremlin, second on only to Taj Mahal in beauty. I am swept away by this. Ephemeral, nostalgic,spiritual.
My second nom
My second nom