I was lounging on the wicker loveseat on my balcony
Watching the sky bluepurplepinken
After the sun had dropped his head to slumber beneath the horizon.
An airplane passed overhead,
The roar of the engine momentarily cancelling out the raucous rush of vehicles on the highway below.
I ran my bare foot along the contour of a waxy canna lily leaf,
Closing my eyes to savour the cool sensation upon my skin and across the tips of my red-painted toes.
It made me summon you,
Especially your lips, your tongue, your teeth
Along the edges of my foot
And the edges of where my self-control succumbs to the complete retirement of self
Then I imagined your hand
Surging up the length of my thigh,
And I turned my head to bite the pillow.
***Mmm… lushness is running up my fevered limbs days and days after this reverie….***