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Click hereShe reveals more than she normally would,
like a shoulder strap fallen.
For she has been hot for a while now,
my eyes follow her curves calling.
Barely naked, open to the world,
like wishing for rain over a river.
I just had to finger a touch
for she is a lover and a giver.
I embrace her scent in a summer breeze.
Her warm wetness I feel.
On the parched shoreline shoulders of
the Trinity river, kneeled.
I am such a big fan
of your work, you never
dissapoint me. This is a
beautiful piece and left
me with a sense of calm
after I read it. Lovely
work Art, thank you
for writing.
~ Jenn
et ...this is the poem I read last nite on zen...wow it smacks of wanting, longing...empty ..vortex calling...damn this is good...et...I must put it in my favorites...wooh...you ride the waves and spin the river...yes...
is what i see in this one. there is a lot of genuine feel in this too. it's a nice metaphor you have here. that is my opinion. nicely done art.....don