Rhiannon pens a sensual love poem exclusively for Different Truths.

Smelling lynx deodorant
counting his breaths and trailing my eyes
over his slouched body. One arm leant
out the open window
other hand lazily resting on the steering wheel.
 
I snap my thumb away
from the metallic heat of the lighter,
still the cigarette is unlit.
 
Flicking the lighter, he smirks
and holds out a smoke. I breathe in
trying to supress a cough.
 
With the grin
of a teenage boy
in a car, with a girl, he slides
his hand onto my thigh.

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Rhiannon Hall

Rhiannon Hall has been sharing her love of poetry for the past seven years through a poetry club at the high school where she teaches. She has poems published in BlazeVOX20, Burrow, Cordite Poetry Review, Meniscus, Please See Me, Saraswati: A literary and art Ezine, Tarot, and has published an essay in Axon: Creative Explorations. She is a Doctor of Creative Arts candidate at Western Sydney University.