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Wind. Soft, easy,
blowing my shirt around
my belly.
Wind. Rustling, restless,
tugging my blouse from
my shoulders.
Wind. Swirling, pounding,
pressure against
my drenched skin.
Wind. Sated, saturated,
sweet summer scents carried away
on the breeze.
This is very visual... being made love to by the wind? I love it! Good job!
This poem is mentioned in the New Poems thread on the forum.
I loved this little work. I took a walk on the beach with
it. Just enough words to paint a poem from wall to wall.
I could see it and feel it and that is poetry.