I haven't penned many poems about the holiday season upon us. One of my favorites is called "Three Words". I offer it to you now as a gift of Thanksgivings. Gratitude for your friendship, your loyal following and reading my back porch musings. I hope you like "Three Words". You can get my latest collection of poetry at Barnes & Noble or on Amazon by clicking the links on top of the page.
Happy Thanksgiving.
Three Words
As precious as gold
Your bronze skin shimmers under the crystal lights
Too many nights I have longed
To again inhale your sweet bouquet
Where have you been?
The fragrant marrow flows past those
gathered to steal just one glance at you
I inhale deeply, igniting memories of our past.
You lay waiting
Your golden skin concealed beneath the alabaster blanket
Just as this night, I inhaled your toxins
I longed to feel your golden flesh
To taste your moistness
To hear those three words
Sung one more time
Where have you been?
I have waited too long
I spy the one who has brought you here tonight
He stands, speaking meaningless words
They have come for you
Not his pointless pondering
I have come for you
To hear those three words
Sung one more time
I see what the others cannot
I know your skin trembles in anticipation
Two united once again
The crystal lights dance,
reflected in the cold steel
He holds in his calloused hand
With lightning speed, the razor-sharp edge comes down
Slicing through your beauty
I see the amber fluids flow
And then they come
Just three words…
"Pass the gravy"
