Day three of National Poetry Month and I’m already more excited and creative than I’ve been in months. Here’s day 3 poem.
Layers
tangled sheet over legs
warm wiggling toes
knee perched
against hip
laying nose to nose
wild hair forms a curtain
falls against
hands & lips & face
fingers chase the laughter
from every hiding place
a gasp, a sigh, roll into one
content
relaxed
though not yet done
names become prayers
that rise like heat
honored, cherished, loved
beneath a tangled sheet
Thanks for joining me on this #30Poems30Days journey. What are you writing?
Krystal A Smith 