Hobble Creek Review
Hobble Creek Review
C.E. Chaffin
Aubade III


We wake to the alarm, I spoon your 'S'
and palm your breasts, softer than tulip petals
and feel your nipples straighten in response
before your breathing heaves you back to sleep
like cargo meant for heaven. Gently I
compress your breasts with each inhale.

Your moon fits in the hollow of my groin,
your thighs repeat my thighs, my knees
fit in the hollows of your knees. I would
envelop you like fruit around its stone
and let my body die to further yours;
scatter me beyond the orchard fence.

Sunlight thins through layers of limbs and leaves.
I hear our old dog rearrange his parts.
He will not rise until you rise,
I will not leave your body until you wake.
We are both prisoners of our adoration;
we cannot move until you speak.
C.E. Chaffin's book, Unexpected Light, was just released from Diminuendo
Press.  He edited and published
The Melic Review for eight years prior to its
hiatus. Widely published on the net and in print, he has written literary criticism,
fiction, personal essays, and has been the featured poet in over twenty
magazines. Credits include:
The Alaska Quarterly Review, Byline, and The
Cortland Review
.