Monday, February 17, 2014
Antonia!
This weeks haiku queen has to be Antonia Promessa for this work (if only because of the awesome response from Sally):
I do not grasp your
Sweater. Ecru lace trailing.
Silk liquefaction,
Pale yellow chemise
Falling on the path to bed,
My hand walks your bare
Chest. Full moon approves
Us golden. You Apollo,
I, Aphrodite.
No. I do not know
Your sweaters. Nor will I
Be known by them. Soft
Will win the taste
Of my pomegranate roses.
Fair Man, come hither.
I do not grasp your
Sweater. Ecru lace trailing.
Silk liquefaction,
Pale yellow chemise
Falling on the path to bed,
My hand walks your bare
Chest. Full moon approves
Us golden. You Apollo,
I, Aphrodite.
No. I do not know
Your sweaters. Nor will I
Be known by them. Soft
Will win the taste
Of my pomegranate roses.
Fair Man, come hither.
