Subject: Sucker Punch
From: Christopher W. Thomas (creatician@poetic.com)
Host: 207-172-227-97.s34.as1.dnb.erols.com
Date: Sat Aug 15, 1998 at 1:07PM

Thighs wrapped around ears

Lost in the process, without fear
Insects jump from grass onto skin
Ducks gaze intently from pond within

Tremors suddenly occur, rippling tongue
Nose inhales the muskiness, sipping some
Continue teasing with nose dipped in-between
Nudging edges at the top, quite lost in the scene

Sounds of cars driving past at the top of the hill
Head bears down hard as body lies so very still
Then fingers lightly grasp tightly on curls at neck
And body raises up, more in tune with the deck

The cards you deal have been twice-shuffled
And the words you spoke were twice-muffled
Never-the-less, both are so totally unnecessary
For only actions count ... on the soil - under which -
love is buried ....

- Tristram

(c) Christopher W. Thomas
12:55pm Sat. Aug. 15th, 1998