Classic 70's Chick (V2) By Michael Lee Johnson Classic 70's chick scent of these times gold digger want to be. Poet & scholar stuck on T.S. Eliot “The Waste Land.” She tracks down a few stray men, prospect hunks, & greenback dreams. Her long legs stretched out beneath this dinette table, these high wooden heels hang … Continue reading Classic 70’s Chick
Saskatchewan Sky
Saskatchewan Sky By Michael Lee Johnson Saskatchewan sky, just a preview of love, chip off an edge of prairie chip an edge off winter- and opening multiple eyes toward spring. They-lovers, find themselves near evening bush fire- great seal fish and open lake, cuddle together- so wonderful there- where she comes from, where did she … Continue reading Saskatchewan Sky
Lorie
Lorie By Michael Lee Johnson Lorie, you want to see me clearly through this joy of my naked body avoiding the sweat of my emotions, just breathing on my neck rubbing this baseline of my groin- will not find us here again. Go away, leave me thinking louder than your breath- body moves quietly in … Continue reading Lorie
Restless Hawk
Restless Hawk (V2) By Michael Lee Johnson The angels of wings are always in flight be the devil or archangel Michael. I'm a hawk, I'm a night owl night barroom flights, fighter, seeing eyes that eye me contact, not blind, a rhythm of sensuality. I take my shower, deep breath, scrub good off my skin, breathe … Continue reading Restless Hawk
