Poem for the Day: The Shadow of You

 

The Shadow of You

She has that look about her
the one you envy-
vogue shapes, fine lips,
curves of beauty, head cocked to one side
sashaying just ahead of you
between thin and schema.
Her caramel thighs dance and shine
and you can almost catch her light
as it falls on your oversized
stretched lycra bike knees
chasing the teasing shadow.
At the top of the hill
a thin, parked figure
waits for the larger you.

At night, the light of shadow
catches you leaning
in cool cake-shelves.
The only touch you feel
is the cream on your fingers
as you hold the layers of cherries wedged
between chocolate and rum liqueur.
Your mouth moistens to bite down
into what you know is warm, whipped ecstasy.
Your tongue salivates
on thick white dust-
tilts a morsel of crushed almonds
over effeminate lips.
Thoughts drip like chocolate syrup.

The plate is washed and stacked.
Hot water stirs a mist between frame
and moonlight.
A fluid fog chases the shadow of you
out into the dark night.
And the space between your left and right
looks to a distant past
through streets of thinness
when you did lose weight, could lose
had every reason to lose
the first time you loved.