Monday, August 28, 2017
la dolce vita
we stop to eat slowly
words and more words
laughter and more laughter
film forgotten on the big screen
not three feet away
relegated to the odd glance
until sleep beckons and flesh
is too tired to think after
hours lingering, touching, legs akimbo
hours of fingertips falling gently
living la dolce vita
she slips into the halflight
hand on slim hip spooning
