because I was full
of the nape of your neck
I had no room for morning
no time for anything more
than following the lines
of your back
into abstraction
© Sarah Whiteley
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January 13, 2012 at 11:28 am
slpmartin
Those last three lines are indeed something quite special.
January 13, 2012 at 12:49 pm
Ina
Lovely, I really like it a lot!
January 13, 2012 at 2:57 pm
Northern Narratives
I like it.
January 13, 2012 at 5:17 pm
Marian
delicious. *lick*
January 13, 2012 at 5:19 pm
ebbtide
I think I’d better at least introduce myself before I go licking the nape of his neck. Just maybe.
January 14, 2012 at 5:29 am
belfastdavid
I imagine Sarah you are often late for work, having missed your required stop!!
David
January 14, 2012 at 2:34 pm
ebbtide
It is a good thing then that he gets off the bus before I do. Or yes, I do believe you’d be right.
January 15, 2012 at 12:44 am
Betty Hayes Albright
Wonderful poem!
January 16, 2012 at 6:12 pm
lazfreedman
I dig this!, Sarah
Peace, x
Laz
January 19, 2012 at 9:46 am
belladonna23
wonderfully seductive… makes me think of a relationship that one becomes so absorbed in, all rational thought has left and anything pleasing to the one we favor is an immediate action
January 22, 2012 at 6:41 pm
glitteringsootonhereyelashes
the last three lines. love love love xx