Wooden Floor by Charl Landsberg

Charl Landsberg | August 9th, 2017 | a poem a day challenge, poetry | No Comments


It was a hot day when I helped him move in,
but his hungry look and sweat covered skin,
distracted from the wicker basket with lace.

The moving van late and the setting sun,
I found me sitting with his pants undone,
and two people negotiating personal space.

Something about the way he’d strip an apple to the core;
the way he’d lounge on a wooden floor;
as we sat in this unfurnished place.

As he’d kiss me on my mouth with his body undressed;
skin on wood, skin on skin, my hand on his chest;
and his hand resting gently on my face.

Poet Bio

Charl Landsberg is a South African poet, writer, artist, and musician. They often do activist work that focusses on feminism, anti-racism, and queer rights

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