He strolled down from the office
On a day of mixed emotions
Walking under raindrops
He made a dash for undercover
He saw a bookshop open
It was busy with perusers
So he walked in to observe
What the fuss was all about
There was a review taking place
And the writer there was reading
With somewhat of a fanfare
From their recent publication
He glanced around the room
It was filled with perfect strangers
He glanced around again
And one girl caught his eye
She was wearing leopard spotty happy shoes
And black skin-tight yoga pants
And a silky beige shirt
Hanging out over her hips
Her hair was black and drooping
Resting halfway down her back
The nape of her slender neck
As supple as a baby
When she walked her shirt slipped open
It was taut around her body
Lifting higher to reveal
Her belly’s diamond stud
He felt his body changing
As he watched her from a distance
He was struggling - short of breath
Yet so aware his life was moving
Welcomed to a world beyond his own
She’d awakened sleeping spirits
Like a teaser from a movie
He had found his camellia
Blooming sweetly in the Spring
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With my head in the sky and my wings in the air, I try to spend my spare time at the footy (AFL in Australia) Go Pies! – and valuable hours with family and friends. Otherwise I’ll have pen in hand and notebook at the ready for those insightful snippets that dream up a poem.
I contribute to Cosmofunnel where you’ll find a guided universe of poetry and art.
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