- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Lunch time with my wife
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Click hereWhat’s eating you up
again, she asked.
Her eyes wandering on me,
where we could have been loving.
I looked at the rest of my food,
no longer hungry,
then at her turned head.
Yet, I almost missed her upturned hand,
still resting on the table,
matching hers with mine.
- COMMENTS
duddle146about 17 years agoThat little moment of intimacy ~ captured and perserved for all time.
Bill Dadaover 17 years agoAn incredible attention to the details that makes the moment you describe so special. It is now clearer to me why your sleep prose poem worked for me, your attention to the right details.
ty BD
GuiltyPleasureover 17 years ago......that I only just discovered your poems. I read your comments faithfully, now I'll read your poems too.
this one is lovely.
Tess
