Last night we were undressed by the wind

 

It took our shoes first;

we watched them rise like odd dense birds

into the indigo sky.

 

 

It undid buttons, habits, words;

twirled away the shadows on your face,

the lines engraved on mine.

 

 

It freed the magpie in your ribcage,

unzipped each one of my muttering scars,

opened our heads to the blazing dark.

 

 

And then there was only bright skin

And then we were

just air

 

 

Last night we were undressed

by the wind. This morning

we woke in our clothes.

 

 

 

Janet Lees

First published in the Milestones anthology by Write Out Loud

 

 

Last night we were undressed by the wind – Janet Lees
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