strawberry leaves, forever

i hear the to and fro sounds

of a pin-striped towel

drying off shoulders

back and buttocks

i draw nearer

draped in terry towel grace

wet hair, wet face

he kisses me

nips my bottom lip

lively winds blow

the kind that links

improv to years

the kind that

finds beetles

running through

strawberry leaves

hiding , finding, reminding

wandering hand in hand

by mary ann blinkhorn

27 thoughts on “strawberry leaves, forever

  1. leander42 says:

    Superb opening lines: original and drew me in to the rest of the poem. Excellent.

  2. latefruit says:

    lovely poem – takes you inside and holds you there….

  3. This is subliminally sensual. Very nice!

  4. Reblogged this on little box of books and commented:
    Poetry with motion

  5. Bobby Barber says:

    I like this Mary. Strawberry Fields Forever x

  6. Bobby Barber says:

    Let me take you take you down…subliminal messages I guess…

  7. Ayasonice says:

    A graceful description of love… subtle and appealing to all the senses 🙂

  8. Ferdinand Morvay says:

    Almost carnal, in a very agreeable way! I really like it!

  9. Wonderful poem! Thank you for sharing it.

  10. Lovely poem. Thanks for liking my post.

  11. Just Coop It says:

    Beautiful, you have a way with words.

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