on the far side of the green and red-lit window
she stands her back to me black hair cropped short
loose strands grazing her slender neck
low-cut blouse half-hides the tense valley
running down the middle of her back
black handbag slung over right shoulder
she holds a compact or phone to her face
either fixing her lipstick or shooting a selfie
or looking at me in her mirror looking at her
her hips curve far left slightly stretching
the tight dark blue skirt suggestions of some
dreamy shoreline deep inside my forbidden lagoon
on the other side of the world seven dervishes
spin in white robes as a green and red mist slowly
curls around their hidden legs and takes their
inner mirroring high into the reflecting sky
the divine is always present
says the orange-robed monk to his companion
as they eat the lettuce and radishes before departing
Jan 15, 2017
Jan 15, 2017 at 8:33 PM UTC
on the far side of the green and red-lit window
she stands her back to me black hair cropped short
loose strands grazing her slender neck
low-cut blouse half-hides the tense valley
running down the middle of her back
black handbag slung over right shoulder
she holds a compact or phone to her face
either fixing her lipstick or shooting a selfie
or looking at me in her mirror looking at her
her hips curve far left slightly stretching
the tight dark blue skirt suggestions of some
dreamy shoreline deep inside my forbidden lagoon
on the other side of the world seven dervishes
spin in white robes as a green and red mist slowly
curls around their hidden legs and takes their
inner mirroring high into the reflecting sky
the divine is always present
says the orange-robed monk to his companion
as they eat the lettuce and radishes before departing