Oatmeal
Oatmeal Flashback
I was sitting, eating breakfast
All alone -- it still was dark.
Lit by book light -- clip-on -- LED
It made things rather stark.
A word description of this place
A fed'ral prison camp
With steel bunks, a desk, a chair.
(The book light was my lamp.)
Cut off from people near and dear,
My children and my wife,
Close friends and family, siblings,
Parents -- who made up my life.
Thrown in with people I don't know
Close quarters in a cube
Told what I can and cannot read
Just take the simple boob:
At least you can't see nipples.
They're a definite taboo.
Who knows why or what effect
A naked nipple'd have on you!
I mention this in passing
Not to state some sort of case,
But to set the stage so you can
Empathize if in my place.
Just imagine my surprise when
Sitting there I chanced to see
The silhouette -- a perfect breast --
It's nipple aimed at me!
Not any breast, but one I'd seen
Before -- four years before --
That simple glance evoked a trance
In camp I was no more …
* * *
I'm sitting in the living room.
It's late at night, say two --
(Or early in the morning
If that's better off for you.)
Computer screen's the only light
That gives a subdued glow
I, complete with ankle bracelet,
Down in Florida, don't you know.
My wife -- she's in Hawaii,
Back where two o'clock is ten.
We've been Skyping for two hours
Feeling amorous -- that's when
She stands in her kimono
Made of rich embroidered silk
Turns in profile to the cam'ra
Shows her shoulder, white as milk.
She steps closer to the camera
"Do I hear a small request?
Maybe something small and round and firm?
Perhaps a glimpse of breast?"
And there it is, its nipple raised
That shadow of the past
Exactly the same contour
Oh, to only make it last!
One quick screenshot (or screen capture)
A memory now distilled
That curve etched into my memory
To repeatedly be thrilled …
But the nipple on the shadow?
That was oatmeal on the rim!
And the shadow through that Tupperware
Made gradients so dim
I stopped eating 'til my food got cold
Warmed over with the thought
My love had risked her privacy --
My happiness it brought …