Fingertips Poised To Kiss
Well, the path lengthened out
past any horizon
the crickets and cicadas
firing up their sweet strings
We headed toward heaven
that late afternoon
thin lines of sweat o'er our lips
fingertips poised to kiss
when the rains came
our jackets torn off
maneuvering for advantageous position
steam floating o'er faraway plains
~ August 16, 2021 ~
A Brian Strand 2 to 14 line Poetry Contest
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2021
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