Another Spanish write, but I thought you could maybe do with a break from the monotony of endless blue skies and vast, windswept beaches - yes?! :)) K xx

PRESS RESET


When loose, soft tendrils of hair,
fallen from a pinned coil,
grace the nape
of a woman’s bowed head

and inspire tenderness;


when the red, chafed spot
on a man’s shaved neck

incites passion;


when the sun-bleached hairs
on a child’s bronzed,
washboard stomach

stir a giggling feel-good;


that’s when I know
our default nature
is set for love,

and frail flesh not built for war.