panda girl with wine

while enjoying slam poetry at caravan sets last night, unbeknownst to me, the lovely geoffrey goodes slyly drew my portrait. please note the plastic cup of wine. and the fact that i am wearing a panda hat [it was cold in/outside].

your words

your words 

for another lover

wrapped around me

like an erotic 
massage

earnest cuckoo

i searched for 

the pauses

to falsely savour

their ghost caress 

but haunted you

stopped early

an abrupt finish

left me unsated

wanting more