Poem 1990 (3)

Afterglow

Resting partly on her soft flesh
impregnated by sleep
warmth coated me
in a soothing varnish
then drifting down
to new sensations
levers turning vaguely
while a conspiracy
of malformed sentences
mutated hazily
their strange fingers poised
above expression-keys
uncertain where to drop.

Later
I woke upon the sofa
of that recent passion
or its appeasement
struggling for recall
grasping at dream’s afterglow
through receding shapes.
We lay pressed together there
at breast and thigh
our bellies made faint cries
as if tiny ocean creatures
had been trapped
behind the skin.

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2 thoughts on “Poem 1990 (3)”

  1. Oooh la la! Now this is smoking. You gently bring us in and then oh yes that familiar feeling, awkwardness, anticipation. The memory and holding onto a sensation – I am transported back, I am with you 🌟 Excellent

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