Linear Lines

A Poem by Poppy

Love

I considered you my lover
spread the bridal sheet " white
beneath the pillow
In foreplay always the gift of tongue,
calloused fingers " nails bitten - quick
Linear lines of velvet chairs
scuffed marked - children of
little care
Questions, are you dressed
to impress or startle
aunts tongues wagging
great debacle
Sun danced " the king in splendour
rain soaked picnics - shrunken crotched
skirt
Play the jester all your wish
hum your tune until it hurts
Smiled over the cracks
with cosmetics - I did
sticky back plastered the split
Frozen rabbit head light gripped
the pied piper let his magic slip