image by christine donnier-valentin
this used to be my old sofa
Now it has become
a love narrative
something conceptual
strangely enough
it has taken on the shape
of plump lips
I find myself compelled
to take running leaps
airborne for at least a minute
before landing
between the cushions
in the crease of your smile
tess kincaid
November 2011
Posted over on her site Life at Willow Manor
Listed as #1 over on Magpie Tales 93
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