Alley Cat

Jason78Jason78 Posts: 400
edited March 2014 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
The Sun started out by cracking through my window. He was settling in and wanted to tell me about this girl I had never met that was on my mind. He started out with all the classic tales and stories, reasons for romance that I'd obviously grown out and tired of. True love, and faith, and fences and all those toasty horizontal things. Always sailing by and through me. My eyes refocused on the window glass, he noticed, then he went in for the kill. He started out with her Sun bleached hair, he took great pride in this, and how it swam down her, past her neck resting just below her shoulder. Crashing in curls like the waves on a coast. On down her brow to her brown eyes. Wet walnut diamonds. Past her rose milk cheeks and slick sailing lips. Her nose was the cherry. And on down her neck. Oh, that neck…. down to her breasts with tips of flesh icing. Rolling down to her tummy with her arms standing by. To the sweet crease in her elbow that leads in to her jeweled wrists floating next to her thighs. The Sun is relentless. He takes me on down to her legs and the small behind her knee. And the curve of her calf. He knows this is my favorite and how it will bend me. She says goodbye at her ankles and leaves you a treat. Her pretty little toes that sparkle in light with diamonds at her feet. Enough! That's it! That's all you had to say. You know I'm a sucker for girls and the way that they play. But by then he's gone, content on his bedside, resting in the good work he's done this day.

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