
Liquid
Velvet brown
Pools of deep dark
Chocolate
I’m lost in
The swimming ofYour mouth
Strong and defined
Slight slip
(from Bell’s Palsy
and all the more dear)
From perfectionShoulders
Stereotyped broad
When sitting
Relaxed
Hand across
Your chest
Rests
On one
Under your shirt
I so want mine
To be there
Deft hands
Cooking and fixing
Brain sorting
Solving
Perceiving
Anticipating
Prophet
Perception
Daft nonsense
Jigging
Dancing
Face making
Giggle laugh
Surprising me
Still
After thirty years
Cheryl Bhagwandin
http://www.cheryl62blog.wordpress.com