For Five Minuts
I'll gladly hide in your
garage doorway
to conceal from the neighbours
my shaking
of spingtime nerves
I've eaten fresh fruits
juicy and gorgeouse
been bitten by tropical mosquitos
and swollen, almost ripe
for your picking
your hands are shaking too
though you've long past spring
journey back
for me
Because there's rainforest body spray in my hair,
the neighbour's cant see us,
and a picture of the Amazon
hangs on your garage wall
Copyright © Mia K | Year Posted 2010
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