A Leisure Centre Is Also a Temple of Learning
Sue Boyle
The honey colored girl in the woman's changing room
is absorbed in making her body more beautiful:
she has flexed and toned muscle with a morning swim
and showered away from the pool chemicals
using an aromatic scrub and a gentle exfoliant.

Lithe as a young leopard, she has perfect bone structure:
her secret cleft is shaved as neatly as a charlatan's moustache

In dreamy abstractedness she moisturises then spray perfumes
every part that might be loved. Her long hands
move in rhythm like a weaver's at a loom -
tipped throat, underchin, the little kiss points below her ears,
the nuzzle between her breasts, her willows thighs.
She brushes her hair so clean it looks like a waterfall.

A bee could sip her.
She is summer cream slipped over raspberries.
She is so much younger than the rest of us.

She should look around.
We twelve are the chorus:



We Know what happens next.
Write the lyrics for a misc song made in 2016, titled "A Leisure Centre Is Also a Temple of Learning", by artist "Sue Boyle".