Sudden Summer Storm


He whips her breasts (Jealously does)


Until strawberries burst into tears


all over the hills


Against curls of the wild sting


Inflicted by a green plastic ruler from the Zoo Shop


the animals poise


Expectantly like a washed-out excuse


From a pale past that mistakes getting


burned for warmth


Imagine how we treasure our pain


When cool pearls of the moment


hide in teardrops


Remember the near walk up Eagle Hill where


We touched as friends (holding back fear)


in tender reserve


And burned off our clothes of jealous fire


Letting each moment kiss and touch like ants


on a hot path