they were in the park
that bright Tuesday in June
she with her head on his hairy belly
gazing
at the sprinkled clouds
she had warm hair
I’m not sure of the colour
it was all of them
like nature
wanted to be with her
all the time
the most delicate ring of dandelions
were draped around her ankles
~
must have been recent gifts
his name was Andrew
I noticed she called it out in a burst of laughter
he wore cut,
ripped and forgotten shorts
denim: 25 years old or more, they must have been
as if he were born in them
he couldn’t
have been more than 32
they were enjoying their joint
I could tell she was his one love
by the way
he ran his finger
over her nose, followed by kisses on the cheek
I don’t know her name
but
I would have chosen Aria
she was after all, the highlight
of my day
© KLF 04
