Wind
She threw it down
but it didn't go out
and I watched the wind
cherry her cigarette
he pushed her skirt
well past the thigh
blew back her hair
she closed those eyes
taking one last draw
he danced over the trees
Copyright © John Fleming | Year Posted 2011
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