“MILK STRAWBERRY”
pink and brown
and sweet
a gift from a friend
“celebrate memories” you say
and I do now
I remember the sweetness of first love
I remember the pink blush
of embarrassment, of excitement
of tongues and lips and other bits
I remember the warm brown skin
from lying together in the sun
the brown of the wooden walls
brown hair falls forward
brown tiger’s eye falls forward
and milk
straight from the glass bottle
passed from hand to hand
white and cold and wet
all we ever needed to recover
© Claire Griffin 2016
invisible necessity 