Abduction
grabbed by your firm hands
then felt your soft hair
and briefly, the windowsill
and going down, down
into a dark grotto
badlands of memories
so much rainfall
without even a sky
I pushed up the steel cover
to take deep breaths
return to submerged
a toothpick embedded
in purple gelatin
love stained the floor of my life
it was spreading outward
take a sponge
make love a perfect trapezoid
Copyright © John Bertin | Year Posted 2017
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