Thursday, 2 June 2011


Under the tangled limbs
pools of light form
falling between fingertips,
liquid gold dripping
onto rustic green skin.

A Mediterranean moment
pause of breath held
before the rustling returns.
Sultry summer sky
waiting, watching flies.
Time idles lazily by.

Inside the cool glass
bubbles rising quickly
tickling lips with sweetened
cider scented kiss.
Alfresco in the garden.

1 comment:

  1. Nicely done. Great sensory input and word choice.