The Aches Of Your Body........... Poem by Minnie Gehrig

feeling bored and completley bewitched,
by the streetlights,
in there incandesent
and bold yellows and blues,

spellbound and twitching,
under the writhing fingers of spring,
tracing my footsteps to paridise
where the fires are lit
mermaids drowning in the spirits of half empty glasses,

and you coming again to meet me after 2 months
of chasing n mapping the greens of other patures,
n singing to me n that
unmistakable and beautiful voice,

2 am and you are uncovering all of my most hidden of treasures,
locked in lovers embraces,
yet talking like strangers
honest and open faced,
while i try to pick apart the moonlight from your eyes,
n give them a color,

but they will not be named,
fiery eyes green n golds n flecks of the oak,
burning
in passions,
of ancient secrets

n leaving me to walk in the morning home,
under the sun
with a longing i cannot name,
n the aches of your body.