One word at a time

One word at a time

A Poem by SleeplessVolcano

I loved that table in corner

Where we met those rainy days

It was lit up by a lovers’ painting -

They picnicked on a patchwork quilt

While lavender bushes speculated

Which delectable snack

He’ll squeeze through

Her waiting lips next.


Now, when I meet

With my laptop, there -

I cannot call it ours anymore;

I step into that picture

And imagine your rollercoaster giggle

When I slam dunk

A strawberry into

The scrumptious hoop

Of your lips


I'm writing our story,

Each stinging twist

And damning delight

And I know, one day

You’ll know, it was me

Telling the world of our love

On our picnic blanket

Where I undressed you

One word at a time.




© 2018 SleeplessVolcano



Author's Note

SleeplessVolcano
Image = Painting by Vicky Wade

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This is so good my dear friend.
"Telling the world of our love
On our picnic blanket
Where I undressed you
One word at a time"
The words above. Perfect and amazing. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote.

Posted 6 Months Ago



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