Sally Dellow
I’m taking an inventory;
Recording every
Shade and hollow,
Hummock and ripple,
Ridge and curve.
I’m exploring your territory
Of desire, each
Sigh and gasp,
Goosebump and tremor,
Touch and clench.
So if I ever need to, I can
Make a map
From memory.
Sally Dellow
Filed under : EDITION : The Fifty Shrinking Years