The Comforter
by Louanne Robinson
A meteoric shower of soft atoms,
Playing amidst the hair
on the nape of neck.
A slow cascade of warm,
Undulating and coating
an expectant upturned face
A radiant Sonburst,
Starting at inner core
And rippling outward to heat
the furthest extremities.
I feel his name
copyright 1978

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