Headshot

It's been a while, I know. Must become a better blogger.

Headshot

Few constants in my life,

but back before I knew

myself

I loved a man

for his green eyes.

Let me now linger on yours.

Hardly green

for all the brown and gold

hidden in unmatched patches

But pull away, free you

from my scrutiny.

Call them

green like his,

but with the benefit of your long lashes,

pink lips curved up at just

one corner.

Your freckled skin follows the curve

of your neck, continuing

to so many places his skin

could never dream of.



(The last line is not supposed to be small, but the formatting is being very screwy tonight.)