by Emma Ambos
Whip-o-whisp
a secret told to the stars
(Trustworthy little suns)
Sparkle
Tickle the heart
with a
Shot
Gun
(It’s just a little kiss…)
I ripped your
chemise
right off
a split up a pale curtain
you, god-perfect
(So much more
paleflesh underneath…)
Oh,
but how you smiled
a sparrow
after the rain has cried
And, oh, how beautiful you are
I miss the sprawlofyourhair-listless
lazy
bedded-down
In the mess we
DRAGON-flies
in the midnoon
Gosh, we got dirty, doll
Nude-naked
down to the bourbon
(I lau-gh-ed at your shy/eyes)
But now my room is just me
and your laugh
(ECHOS)
round like a spiders web
I wish I hadn’t
let
your
hips
sway
AWAY
(Not goodbye yet…)
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