he stays quiet, hidden by the shadows of her garden
and he watches this woman, this gorgeous goddess
peach and pink and petal soft in her unabashed nakedness
as she dances to welcome the new day
he stares transfixed
as she smears golden honey on her smooth bare skin
amber droplets clinging and glistening in the sunlight
he stifles the small animal noises that come unbidden
as she lowers herself in a bath of cool milk
he thinks how strange, yet also luxurious and enticing
he wants to go to her, to be nearer to her
yet he dares not disturb her or make his presence known
instead he whispers his words of want and worship to the wind
he is sure she will hear them when she is ready.
~Melanie Thomason
5/9/2017
What a truly delicious poem. I love that you’re writing again.
Glad you liked it. Nice to be writing believe me 🙂
Very sweet poem! Es mi gusta!
Thanks, Resa!