Love After Midnight

LOVE AFTER MIDNIGHT

She had been searching
the origins of quicksilver,
wanted to know
the source of vermilion.

It was only a small itch
on the back of her neck;
she needed deft fingers
to scratch it away.

The digits that probed
didn't stop at her back
but sought out pores
along the whole of her skin.

In the midst of her climax
she forgot about Mercury,
relaxed before sleeping
having drunk a full cup.

© Gerald England

Composed: Gee Cross, 19th January 1995

Publications

1997 TUA Coffee Shop (Internet)
2002 Eastern Rainbow (UK)

On Blushing

ON BLUSHING

Firstly is the coarse blush
that brickred full flush
of romantic heroines
the common product
of a too common phrase

Secondly is the delicate blush
priceless in a girl
whose soul has come to dawn

Thirdly is the passing blush
the product of a happy idea
beautiful in men
charming in a woman
a hot flash
of spiritual lightening
seen best in the young
appearing then
as the modesty of surprise

© GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Ackworth, 20th February 1971

Publications

1971 Expression One (UK)
1994 International Poetry (USA)
1997 TUA Coffee Shop (Internet)