Poem 20, June 20

 

Pink Gown

 

Before daylight

two days in a row,

I dreamed of you

& your pink gown.

 

Yesterday, I mowed brown

grass before the dew

dried off so

as not to negatively excite

 

you & it rained last night.

From the kitchen window,

I watched a robin accrue

eight worms it found

 

in one spot. Your pink gown

was all my thoughts turned to

in that moment. How slow

it glides down your body; how tight

 

it would fit this poem.