The Web Poetry Corner - Heather Prudence Davis - Dimensional Footsie
Dimensional Footsie
by
Heather Prudence Davis
There remains one
one who has touched me
Who still
Stands alone
Who has touched
only my heart
and soul.
Lying on my back
hands crossed
on my chest
I think of him
In blue halos of light.
We needed light in here
Anyhoo--
Excuse me,
I believe he has stolen my heart.
STOP THAT MAN!
Or should I
Consider it a barter
For the peace I feel
When I look into
Those soft brown eyes
And the sparkle
Causes my heart
To skip a beat.
I gasp for air
And giggle.
He dropped something
Along the way.
I'll be fne,
I'll drink a little wine.
-That craazy summa a 1997.