Grounds for fruition

burst of unformed words thoughts crashing 

eyes tearing

hesitation thrusting

eagerness pounding

incessant

teeth ache in frustration

what was that wedding of thoughts

so glibly dancing in tango reversals

 I arise from covers left scented by you

hastily dressing in fresh clothes

descending stairs

fastening buttons

blinking in fresh new daylight

listening to rhyming collected thoughts

 drift into forgetfulness

fresh coffee whispers

curls cluster on nape of neck

What to taste first?

Reviews

[Chris]

come on now - is there REALLY the slightest doubt? - chuckling here...

[Donald Meikle]

No................. Glad y' chucklin' though.

[Chris]

after all - what else COULD I do- but chuckle?

[Donald Meikle]

wish

[Chris]

Ooooooo... good one!

[Ken Simm.]

Ah the pleasant thoughts of living together forever. This is damn good that man.

[Donald Meikle]

s 'n x slip in'n out Ed!

[Ed Hart]

usually i lose 'em twist relaxing tub and hesitant pen...