Thursday 4 August 2016

The Three Graces


I never know which of your
three selves will grace me tonight: your
reflection, all spine, demanding
touch or tongue; or your shadow
so adept at slipping away
giggling at how inept I am at
catching; or your corporeal self
just waiting to be caught.

 
(Image used by kind permission of Holden-and-Camille.com to whom I am most grateful and you should go visit. The poem is my imagination and is not a reflection of their lifestyle)

1 comment:

  1. Nothing like a game of hide and seek. Especialy when you are caught in the middle... :)

    peace and love
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