Open Poetry #48 |
night by the bay |
Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
He touched her shy, silk shirt button row each finger slowly unbuttoning each one one by one as her skin exhaled after each His eyes watched hers watching him as he took each lip of her skin onto the bottom bay of the bombay floor His plaid shirt onto bare skin november cold onto her flaccid skin Under the long, winded road that caught their breathes amongst the airy halls of their two story home that ran down the field of the shadows pond Down through the creaks past her necks quiet sigh Two amongst the road the river by their side. |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Very nice, my friend... always enjoy your words. j. |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
J- Thanks, bud. Happy you enjoyed...hope you're well. Cheers |
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