Way Cool (one shot wednesday, week 44)

Art by sarah joncas http://www.mymodernmet.com/profiles/blogs/distressed-beauty-artist

My love grows red and hangs from legs like fruit

of forests dark and dusted white by snow

 in late December light. 

                                       She’s not a sin

like Adam ate when Eve believed the tongue

of serpents wile. 

                            Her cherry dress does not

reveal secret tattoos of panther paws

on thighs so long beneath high tights of red

and white bold stripes. 

                                      She whispers soft from lips

she’s licked to keep them moist so she can kiss

my neck and say she loves me from her heart.

My Fav’rite fruit

                             hangs upside down

in forests dark

                         from limbs by knees

in dresses red

                        in snow so white

to prove to me

                        her love is right,

and ripe for life;

                          forever bright,

and proud to be

                          my wife.

Her love is so, way cool.