Form: Free Verse

In the mindlessness of
a margherita in the afternoon
as aquaholic reflections dance
across your skin
I can taste the sunshine
in your kiss
before my lips brush the fleeting shades
of your lashes
with my longing
for the dusky hues
that cool the sultry air
where my passions pace
with the patience of a tiger
at twilight
hunting the dappled shadows
for his delight

© JG Farmer 2019

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