Turning the page (poem)

By Frances Macaulay Forde

Thu, 27 Sep 2012

3 comments

You were focussed
on study so I waited,
peeking through the crack,
watched you turn a page,
rushed to kiss you quick.

I twirled to leave, let you
get back to reading,
but you held my gaze,

turned the page again
and again,
and again

until I kissed you again
and again,
and again.

Permalink Submitted by Rhiannonw on Fri, 2012-10-05 22:06

A lovely little cameo. I appreciated the intention to try to slip in without necessarily disturbing the worker/reader! Rhiannon

Permalink Submitted by Rhiannonw on Fri, 2012-10-05 22:06

A lovely little cameo. I appreciated the intention to try to slip in without necessarily disturbing the worker/reader! Rhiannon

Permalink Submitted by Frances Macaula... on Tue, 2012-10-09 15:14

Thanks Rhiannonw - good of you to take the time to read my poem and comment.