Afternoon's Placid Pass

From sunset's lofty perch warm light fell
upon my spring skin in bear shawl
and bare feet,

the searching glow crawled greedy across
my elongated naked figure stretched lolled
lean in the open window frame,

the shadow thrown from silhouette's grin
grew stiff as it drifted in complex array
over the furniture in the room,

a world leaned in and fed from my flesh,
the light lifted my higher,

from the balcony I heard myself
singing
and new song
and praising afternoon's placid passing.

TA