Saturday, 4 January 2014

Young and Free

The window frames it.
Summer sunlight
Shimmering like water
Ripples on the wall…

And there she is!
A white blouse
Loose at the waist
She rolls her buttocks

Waving her knickers
On a chorus of giggles,
Her blue skirt
Floating with a frown.

And the old couple
Walks towards her
Enjoying the scene.
Her black flag

Dwindling in the distance
As I look back
A thorny bush swallows
The beautiful backside

And I see them
Rounding the bend…
A cloud shifts
The light vanishes.

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