words lay suspended in the air,
free-floating comments surrounding
your brief exposure to the night’s pleasures;
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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