POEM: "Of Dances And Distance"

Of Dances And Distance

                       "Can you put words to an inchoate desire." 
                         C.D. Wright

Of dances and distance
Don't talk about climbing
Or kumite four nights a week
Now you're singing very softly
Somewhere you shouldn't be
That once was a man and wife
She as beautiful as honey
She as beautiful as fuck
Pow the many blows of love
Those tender preoccupations

And it was only our glances
That made this poem.

© 2016 Rob Schackne