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Perseids Redux
there was
that afternoon
in tropical heat
and stolen days
we showered in
minutes of love;
lying in the
porcelain tub, with
nakedness surrounding
every barrier,
each whetted cleft
poured warmth
like rain over
meshed bodies of
borrowed youth.
Poem ©2011 R. Burnett Baker
This refreses the mind ...and soul... I can feel it as if I was there- how nice
ReplyDeleteSizzling shower. Whetted cleft? oo. la. la.
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