boundaries

eyes closed against me in sleep
morning sunlight through your lashes
softly sketching shadows
picket fences across the high peaks
of your cheekbones

goldenrod deeply bowing
along graveled edges
I see yellowed summer grasses
draw shadow lines across the road
behind me as I drive away

14 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Eric
    Sep 07, 2013 @ 13:02:05

    You made me think with this one, Mims. šŸ™‚

    Reply

  2. unfetteredbs
    Sep 07, 2013 @ 21:31:26

    I love your writing woman. Fantastic

    Reply

  3. simonhlilly
    Sep 08, 2013 @ 08:57:34

    Nice lines

    Reply

  4. warmginger
    Sep 09, 2013 @ 16:57:03

    Beautiful Whimsy.

    Reply

  5. sustainabilitea
    Sep 09, 2013 @ 20:03:31

    Nice to have you back.

    janet

    Reply

  6. Alice Keys
    Sep 16, 2013 @ 17:48:43

    This is a beautiful word painting that took over the silver screen behind my eyes suddenly and made me weep. Lovely.

    Reply

  7. johnnycrabcakes
    Sep 25, 2013 @ 14:12:04

    LOVE the extended metaphor here Mims. Lovely.

    Reply

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