Open Poetry #45 |
Untouched |
Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
The morning rose as the sun shined off the patio door into her bedroom. Sitting with her blanket tucked around her naked body, her arms crossed over her thin, beige legs as she sat watching the sun make its moves With her blond locks lightly bouncing off her quiet back, She continued to stare, blissful, unnerved by the chill, the morning hiatus, she's watching today. |
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