More Poetry
Well, after all that complaining about having to write poetry, I managed to put my reply to the current drabble challenge in poetry form...
Her Lover’s Question
Does he like it best upswept
neatly pinned
one or two perfect curls
artistically coaxed
to lie against
that slender, sculpted shoulder
revealing the pale column
of her graceful neck
and the shell-like ears
flawless as the pearls that grace them?
But no. That studied beauty
can’t compare with
the scent and sight
of those golden waves
lying soft and loose
against the white silk of the pillows
light to his shadow
day to his night
tempting, luring, entangling him
in a web of warm, honeyed sun,
hunger assuaged with sweets,
a pirate drawn to bright treasure.
~.~
Her Lover’s Question
Does he like it best upswept
neatly pinned
one or two perfect curls
artistically coaxed
to lie against
that slender, sculpted shoulder
revealing the pale column
of her graceful neck
and the shell-like ears
flawless as the pearls that grace them?
But no. That studied beauty
can’t compare with
the scent and sight
of those golden waves
lying soft and loose
against the white silk of the pillows
light to his shadow
day to his night
tempting, luring, entangling him
in a web of warm, honeyed sun,
hunger assuaged with sweets,
a pirate drawn to bright treasure.
~.~