Jingles
you could hear the little jingle
from the assorted silver charms
hanging from the heavy bracelets
that she wore loosely on her arms
a pleasant little noise keeping
to the rhythm of making love
as I looked into her frozen eyes
wide open hovering there above
then the little jingles quickened
as emotions ran across her face
and together we both screamed
our pleasure into empty space
and the little jingles slowed
from the little silver charms
that she wore in profusion
hanging loosely from both arms
Copyright © Terry Ireland | Year Posted 2022
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