Summer Sky
by Carol Coffee Reposa

Clouds sprawl across late afternoon
Like a harem,
Nudes billowing
In strawberry cream
And languishing toward dusk,
Luminous shapes
That Rubens might have heaped
Onto his canvas every night,
Gently pushing
Those voluptuous arms
Into position
Folding fingers
Just behind the neck
Taking a moment
To arrange the strands
Of red gold hair
Before he found his brush
And painted them
Into the heavens,
Streaking light across the evening
Dripping colors on the floor.

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