Tall Grass

Tall Grass

I love the way the green summer grass

grabs hold of me when I lay on it

warm, firm and soft like

all of you beneath all of me.

I love the glowing Sun god's

hot dry kisses on my face

blazing and burning like

your lips on mine.

I love Notus' feather touch;  

honeysuckle southern wind

sending electric shudders down my spine like

your fingers on my thigh.

I want to wallow in this

special golden moment

for minutes and months and maybe,

forever and ever amen.

I want to bask and wallow in

this morning, this minute, this moment, this

millisecond with you

lying in the tall, green summer grass.

copyright Faith Davis

October 2, 2010
revised December16, 2010