Stolen Moment

Slipped to serendip
No friction dereliction
Shoulders gripped to grind

Lakeshore Morning

Egrets sail along
Wing tips skim cool lake water
Sunrise becomes her

Discussions on the Small of Your Back

Sensual touch warms
Lips purse; tender, inviting
Slip to gentle night

Moving On

Sacred cows aflame
Inevitable rebel
Another bridge burned

Coal

Lungs stuffed packed jet black
Years picking drilling dying
None will make diamonds

Icarus

Wings worn, muscles ache
Wax oozes across his back
Flown too close again

That Moment

Flushed cheeks, gasp for air
Vertebrae curved a crescent
Tensed fingers squeeze flesh