Tuesday, April 24, 2012



words lay suspended in the air,

free-floating comments surrounding

your brief exposure to the night’s pleasures;

wanton undulations cool the

sultry breeze covering your nakedness,

while subtle submissions tend

to all your forgotten desires and adult

fantasies fence-in your youthful exuberance;

actions head not the words uttered

by the joys of ecstasy but a gentle,

cool,  early-morning rain cleanses

and renews a virgin nature.

4-15-12

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