Many of you know Lance Greenfield and I’m delighted to welcome him to my ‘A Poem for Friday’ slot. Before you read his sensual poem, here’s a little bit about him:
Lance is the author of two self-published novels in the ‘inspirational fiction’ genre. He got into writing by submitting reviews as part of the BBC RAW (Read and Write) campaign a few years ago. There was huge enthusiasm for his reviews, so he resolved to post reviews for every book that he reads on his personal blog, Write to Inspire. He now just loves to write anything from flash fiction to poetry to short stories.
Although he has been writing poetry all of his life, he never shared any of his poems from the time that his English teacher told him that his poetry was rubbish when he was only eight years old until he was encouraged by a tutor at the Swanwick Writers’ Summer School in 2016 to read one of his poems. Since then, his natural flow of verse from his pen has been unstoppable.
Wearing Silk
By
Lance Greenfield
Before I open my eyes,
I see you.
I feel you.
I slip out of bed,
Naked, yet enveloped by you.
I slip on my running shorts,
My shirt, my socks.
But I am already wearing you,
Like a silk cloak.
You envelope me.
You wrap yourself around me.
I am inside you.
As I stretch and start to run,
I feel you,
Soft against my skin,
Strong, soft silk.
My cadence becomes your rhythm.
As I push myself up the first hill,
I wrap myself around you,
Like a silk cloak.
I envelope you.
I wrap myself around you.
You are inside me.
You feel me,
Soft against your skin,
Strong, soft silk.
We are sheets of strong, soft silk,
Intertwined.
Inseparable.
A strong wind tries to rip us apart,
But we merge: a silk banner,
Blowing in the gale,
Defying the storm.
We are so closely bound that
Not even the fiercest maelstrom could rip us apart.
Our every ripple, every wave,
Is as one.
We are together,
Forever.
I wear you like silk.
You wear me like silk.
I am inside you,
And you in me.
We are bonded: a strong silk sash,
Forever.
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Esther Chilton 
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