Open Poetry #48 |
august backside |
Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
She had a soft silhouette between her thighs as his hands seemed to watched the length of tide between august and september merge together under suedes backside He use to picture the red shade below the oak that lay in the corner of her backyards quiet temper She had the eyes of a dancer slender, curious moving inside the temple of her feet with the canvass of the floor trending at his feet She could picture his eyes at the right side of her backside white jeans, torn a bit at the knee red shade with her neck soft like her mothers voice coming down as his shoulder rubbed along augusts backside. |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Your poem is wonderfully vivid, the best part is reading it over a few times. Such a nice write, Tomer~ |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Blues- Appreciate the kind words. Happy you enjoyed it enough to read it over again. Cheers Tomer |
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