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Summers Sun

She was pheromone 
aware 
wrapped up in the lips 
pursed and pressed
awaiting 
true response

where was he at

lost in seams
dangling 
on a flesh'd bit
he was unaware 
smothered 
by no other sound
than complete

white alabaster shrines 
gleam
in the sun
the southern warm glow
wind up railings 
wait as defensive giant

another eye to misted windows...

broke they know
eye to intent eye 
the lock of the front door
bit of hair betwixt finger
warmth 
time 
will start again
 


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