It was so hot there were lions by the roadside--
Floating like dust clouds into town,
Tongues lolling.
Your hair was smooth and Indian dark--
Goddess love a flat iron,
And the highway heading north.
In the fierce heat of afternoon we stopped for coffee ice--
Yours pressed cold against my neck,
Sweating wet, nice.
John Law stopped us just past the interchange,
And the lions gave him their golden-eyed look
As he flipped open his book...
You had your sunglasses on your hair in case Heaven should appear,
And charmed that man like a gypsy thief
With God's love stashed beneath our seats.
Smooth, lover,
Like the August sun going down,
Like your summer-browned thighs, lionesses side by side,
Like the day behind us nearly gone and the
Road into the headlight night, toward home.
(for STWIASD, who loves a road trip)
_______
The "summer-browned thighs...headlight night." What incredible phrases.
ReplyDeleteI guess those spirits of yours enjoyed themselves yesterday on their day "off." Their time paid off.
Sigh. Such a beautiful poem. I can feel the love, the indolent summer heat. Love the lions, tongues lolling.......and the feeling of the day easing towards evening. Just beautiful, Shay.
ReplyDeleteThere is something about a road trip that sets your inner lioness free, running on the open two lane veldt. This is a fine poem, full of a sense of completion and love, not without the huntress ever wary, but replacing some of the sadness and yearning with pure companionship laced with sensuality, making a golden verse without any blue regrets. Loved it, Shay. Happy traveling.
ReplyDeleteSmooth as an open road.
ReplyDeletethis makes me want to stand on the porch and roar or maybe get a badge and start stopping cars...either of which may get me committed...sensual textures ma'am
ReplyDeleteLoving this warm not fiercy attachment of the lionesses
ReplyDeleteShay is such a rich place!
ReplyDeleteAloha from Waikiki;
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your words go down like honey, Shay ~
ReplyDelete"It was so hot there were lions by the roadside--
Floating like dust clouds into town,
Tongues lolling."
i think i might like that kind of heat! {and the iced coffee looks so good i'm gonna go make one now.}
have a fantastic weekend! ♥ dani
Sensual and summery. Iced coffee, STAT.
ReplyDeletemakes me wanna go take a road trip!
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