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Heated Moments of Borrowed Time

oh how i've yearned to hear your sweet serenade rouse me from my dreams and carry me on the flutter of whispers as they fall in breathless sighs to feel your touch feathered against my flesh the warm caress atop the blushes it brings to inhale your scent and linger in the aroma aglow with your kiss as i wipe the dew from my brow oh how i crave borrowed moments in season's change and cherish you my summer flame

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John Hamilton

Date: 9/23/2019 9:57:00 AM

This is great Sandy, a lush write indicative of your love for the heat, great metaphors. I love the summer as well!

Sandra Adams
Date: 9/23/2019 10:05:00 AM

Thank you John...i am always sad to see summer go...i was born in autumn, love the beauty it paints, but dislike the cold weather...I guess it's obvious, summer is my love :) hugs

Chris Green

Date: 9/23/2019 7:53:00 AM

Your ink seems to be flowing with affection and desire this weekend my friend. Such a soft and beautiful poem that sings to the senses. One last taste of summer before autumn takes center stage.

Sandra Adams
Date: 9/23/2019 9:07:00 AM

Thank you my friend...must have been the summer sun, wanting to go to the beach but being stuck home resting because i was under the weather! Going into the 90's today but now back to work...:) hugs

Brenda Chiri

Date: 9/22/2019 10:46:00 PM

WOW! I mean damn girl! This was so amazing! ;)

Sandra Adams
Date: 9/23/2019 4:02:00 AM

Thank you so much .. love my summer weather:) hugs

Hello There

Date: 9/22/2019 5:31:00 PM

An Indian summer delight ~ I'm glad you basked in the moment, if only for a moment ;) Beautifully written ~

Sandra Adams
Date: 9/22/2019 7:05:00 PM

Thank you...love my summer weather for sure! hugs :)

Gershon Wolf

Date: 9/22/2019 5:15:00 PM

Beautifully expresses yearning so real that I can taste it. Wow. :) gw

Sandra Adams
Date: 9/22/2019 5:23:00 PM

Lol, thanks Gershon...it was a gorgeous day, i am sure it probably was in your corner of the world too...:) hugs

Tom Cunningham

Date: 9/22/2019 4:01:00 PM

Your heading for fall and winter then out of the blue summer returns if only for a brief moment.

Sandra Adams
Date: 9/22/2019 5:22:00 PM

I know....to wake to the sound of chattering birds and wear shorts again was a warm welcome...thank you Tom :) hugs

Vijay Pandit

Date: 9/22/2019 3:29:00 PM

Even the borrowed moments are so sensuous..perhaps because they are borrowed. So well written, Sandy..the last stanza spells the essence.

Sandra Adams
Date: 9/22/2019 3:32:00 PM

Thank you my friend, mornings have been quiet here, not many birds chirping loudly when it's forty some degrees, today were are nearing 80, tomorrow even warmer...i was so happy to see summer, even if it's just borrowing a few minutes from fall...hugs :)