Ice Cream Social
Words by Bryon Bowers
your chaos smooth…
order frozen blue
back room with you
nice home
mind nestled deep…
I see you grin…
I'm stopped now
cut to keeps
down here
where the people walk
they judge with eyes
back home they talk
my body laying
In Lines of chalk
Ice cream social
your legs on my ears
Vanilla, Cinnamon,
Cucumber melon,
foot steps go by
walking out
amongst the people
world sparkles
spoons clink bowls
hair falls
shoulders move…
move slow…
only you
you and me know…
how to make the world go slow…
how much my heart
you took with you…
Monster Twitches
Now Frozen Smooth
Mind nestled in
A quiver
A finish
A woman's smile
Sparkly Girl eyes
With a Devil's grin…
Open in the poetry book