
Tangled
Inside the foliage a new stalk grows
and twists around the fold of each arm
You touch me with your spring,
embrace me with your summer
We rub together, winding in the wood
When you leave it is
winter’s sun setting too early
Bring back your spring to me.
Let us lie again in soft moss
beneath the shade of summer
Our limbs a turning vine
my breasts as berries
your lips are wine
Thistle milk rolls down our legs
Sap sticks to our fingers like candy
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Shannon Laws is a Pacific Northwest poet. Her story-telling poetry has touched many hearts and minds. She is the author of four poetry books, the most recent “Fallen” published by Independent Writer’s Studio Press. Shannon has received two Mayor’s Arts Awards and the Community Champion Award for promoting local artists on community radio and encouraging peace and understanding through community poetry events. She makes her home in Bellingham, Washington, USA.
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