drkobra

Rewrite of poem found in old notebook:

white ribbed shirt two layers underneath
hair pigtailed curtains draping her face
easing white armor her bare shoulder
broken by a beige strap vintage lingerie
holding back the furor of her chest
two caps explode an antique color
like fists I've always had my back to her
while she changed wished to see through my head
the simple expression her breasts drop easily
parachutes arms shrugging the discarded mail
standing only in jeans peeking left hand
her nipples lean forward we kiss
my beard measures her neck