State of Undress
.
Our naked feet feel the grass
and our naked legs feel the
flowers
and the pretty weeds
Our naked hands feel the pears
and the apples
the grapes
and the rain
Our naked faces kiss
and our naked bodies love
each other
until the naked moon meets
the flaming constellations
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2011
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