Tuesday, November 1, 2016

Mayfly 4

The popping of her bubblegum
Sent a pulse
Through my unexplored juvenile body

My heart beat tearing holes
Through my ears
Like halftime high school drumlines

I never seemed to muster
The courage to
Speak aloud in her presence

Crooked smiled caramel brown skinned
Beautiful bubblegum Goddess

Ever present in my mind