Wheat Ears – Selected Poems


With sharpened fangs and

grasping talons

they depict Boreas

though its benevolence

runs smoothly through your veins 

as my hand under satin blouse

follows contour of your nipple

and the Boreas sings

for us two hiding

in the terrace loveseat

secluded from

the neighbor’s conspiring eyes

and you said

I enjoy the wind’s caress on my legs

as I do your fingers on my nipple


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