Treasure Island

R.P. Coursey

(11/05/78 / Kentucky)

Sigh


What is it

That tightens my lungs
when you are near

That speeds my pulse

That feels like
cold sheets on
bare skin
during a mid-afternoon nap

That smells like honeysuckle
In a night time June forest

That tastes like my lips
After I’ve swam in the ocean

Submitted: Friday, June 06, 2008
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