Airport Martini
Staring into the clear blue sky my mind escapes to the great what if.
What if this airport martini Is tasty and I cannot refrain
from having another? What if his smile reflects
on the frosty glass and I cannot resist
looking his way and giving
him a sly little smile?
My eyes do the
talking.
The
deep
dark
riddle
of me
comes
obvious
to the
tall
suave
stranger
Clashing
notes
of come
hither
and
stay
away
scream
from
the
near
empty room
A vacuum of matter filled with desire
As I release a slow hungry moan of longing
his humid breath on the back of my neck whispers
“come with me…we can discover that clear blue sky together and escape”
by Connie Young and Maria Elena (JAN, 2016)
Bonito encuadre de los globos María Elena y muy buena esa poesía con dibujo incluido.
Besos
Gracias, primo!