| ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Romance/Love >> ID #1121433 |
| |||||||||||||
|
Wrapped by a reptile-print frame
is a glossy sheet, a print covered in greens and blues: water, trees, elements of a fertile land on a cool day. I stand there with my love, his pale shirt and skin contrasting my shades of brown. Touch the reptilian frame (in a weird tint of turquoise); feel the soft ridges of the skin, and tell me I did not feel that in the park that day. The water and trees drank in the sun as we wandered the grounds, stopping for a moment, to have that moment captured as we stood against a backdrop of our favorite colors. A protective sheet of plastic preserves the virgin gloss of the print, preserving a day when I could relax in the arms of my love.
© Copyright 2006 A Decade for a Stik? (UN: soledad_moon at Writing.Com).
All rights reserved.
A Decade for a Stik? has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work. |