Your lanuginous skin,
soft as down chiffon, gently swaying in
summer breeze
like delicate gossamer butterfly wings
or dragonfly dancing in near....
breathless.... air....
How long before you spread your wings
and comprehend those legs are built to walk
before those soft sounds are styled into words
before lanuginous becomes ringlets
before you dance away laughing
at your future?
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May 9, 2017
Copyright © Darren White
Categories:
lanuginous, baby, love, sweet,
Form: Free verse