freedom

Woke up
detached
today free
Edinburgh in my smile.

Why not?
No lover holds me here.

Pushed my nose deep
into too warm flannel
craved sleep
to take me
just a little longer…

No lover.

No lover holds me here.

as they tend the fields fertile

Honoria leans along
the balustrade
in a long white gown
gathered
between her legs
baring smooth thighs
high up
and a bit of hip
feet swinging
slow.

Honoria watches
shirtless men
as they tend
the fields fertile.

she lets you

Midnight
twilight
too far past dusk
to be appropriate

you call her
you ask her
you beg her

darlin' can I come
to you
darlin' can I come

And the moon in her eyes
never sees the lies

only knows

you call her
you ask her
you beg her

you want her

she lets you.