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my feet hardly touch the earth
    I separate the hardness of the ground
with the lightness of the flowers
                        the task at hand is so free!
                        
I gather, walk amongst the flowers;
                                 taking them with me
                                 
           imbibing all that is delicate from       
                                        each petal and leaf
                                        
   my clothes slip away from my skin;
as shoulder is revealed, the breeze
      gently strokes as I run my fingers through
                        swaying stems
                        
                               I am in a moment

           caught in the gaze of love
           
          the line of my neck and back seen    
      through eyes that unequivocally adore
a gaze that washes over me 
                                                like the breeze
         bathing me in reflected beauty 
                that transcends my own
        
time, attention, colour and detail given
                         and placed upon the wall
    so that I may see myself as you see me
protected from the hardness of the ground
        by the softness of your brush strokes
        
     so I offer you thanks
               
             you are bemused by my gesture
             beauty lives here, in this moment
             and I am part of it


Brian Strand Contest
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