A Formal Study of Her Knees
In the sun like that
He couldn’t help but marvel
At the way
They both seemed to glow
Like early morning alabaster
And later
Like twin bronze patinas
A smile then formed
As he took
His first sip of breakfast coffee
And watched her place
A tiny drop of sun cream
To the fore and aft and crown
Of those perfect knees of hers
And just to rub it in
He did then swear she had
The most amazing patella’s ever