Dewdrops Do Drop
for J.C.S.

anatomy of a woman
attired in tights
could only let leave
with about a minute to worship
for sacrilege

uum! as if in pain
unbearable beauty
I could only behold
unable to hold her forever
had to put her down
had to let her go

short, pretty, shapely
up against me, bare
unable to keep her there
where hearts beat quickly
holding her, weighing her
one sort of pleasure
watching, another joy

what pain, her having to exit
my world, my senses
memory too frail to hold wine

words I make a cone of
I make to cocoon her, will it leak
will it eventually go soggy
like a cone with ice cream
melting in a warm fist


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
12:02 a.m. 21/08/07