In The Field Poem by rebecca palmer

In the field
I saw her in her pants for the first time
Nearly naked from the knees up
I inched my hand
Beneath the waistband of her jeans
She shivered
The breeze she said
Blowing a piece of hair from her cheek
She straightened her legs
In the grass
And she closed her eyes
Like a sign
I waited with no breath
I crept my fingers further in
Her lips pressed together once
I touched the penny brown button
Winking in the sunshine
I traced its circumference
And I opened it
And her hips rose
And a pulse beat in the belly of her skin
And I felt sweat on my nose
And I tugged down fast
In case it stopped there
Pink pants with a fake flamingo print
I touched her through the cotton
And then underneath
And my fingers moved over hair
And the flamingos moved above my fingers
And I heard her breath louder than the breeze
In the field.