' ' ' ' You Again!

Your summer dress comes to rest upon the balcony hung up on a thin wire hanger (an exotic bird) it cries for your body weeps at being parted from you & your curves a pool of tears collects at its hem as longingly it dreams of the touch of your skin asleep now in the sun. Later that evening frightened by the approaching storm it tries to escape the clamour of its hanger almost flies off beyond the reach of my hands run away to sea seeking for further horizons. I calm it tame its panic fold it tenderly carry it like a dreaming child lay it to rest at the foot of the bed where all night long it sleeps at your feet awaiting your footstep the sunshine of being you again.