Wind Climbing Silk
by Bill Wolak


Alert as neon, your skin
glides over mine sleeker than
a dry feather drifting atop
a wave’s arching crest.

Firmer than kite string
tightened by the wind,
your skin dazzles the daylight,
softer than rising fog
surrounding a lighthouse.

Your skin dreams
the rest of your body
covering your bones
with the suppleness
of wind climbing silk.
Bill Wolak has just published his tenth book of poetry entitled The Lover’s Body
with Cross-Cultural Communications.  Recently, he was a featured poet at The
Hyderabad Literary Festival.  
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