One Barefoot Summer
whisper me on the small
of my back
breathe misty on the nape
of my neck
dance rain showers on the curve
of my hip
wander shadows of faraway lands
on my eyelids
weave you ever, over, between
me
Copyright © Jill Martin | Year Posted 2006
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