Bare

insistent on sandals

toes freeze

as fall descends

 

I grasp summer’s

heat, the way it radiates

possibility

 

pale tepid sun

beckons socks and sweaters –

prophylactics

 

I wrote a poem

about yearning

tried to pull you into me

 

like sun on skin

sinking deep in pores

worked to overwhelm

 

your coyness

you stayed like

a sweater worn casually

 

for a time then the

armour – wool socks to my

bare, painted toes

 

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