Girl stands by the sink cleaning
crystal wine glasses seeking
a spirit like her heart searching
for love in this city with power
lines describing life or death
at night her blouse a bit
open her poetic breasts
squirm tender desire for feathery
touch from the young man
apartment next who doesn’t
yet know what softness means
and her hand full of soap-bubbles goes
quite unintentionally to the blouse opening
her finger coming close to skin electric
current lifts her blouse and in the window
she stares at her reddish nipple
with awestruck eyes
From ‘Vernal Equinox’, a collection of poems by Manolis
Ekstasis Editions, April 2011
www.ekstasiseditions.ca
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Mayanaam
vequinox
Manolis 