Short Shoulder Blade Poems

On white skin
   the butterfly
      in contrast
pale perfection
   now enhanced
     permanently
an explosion of colour

shoulder blade
   the resting place
      butterfly
        with vivid wings
represents
    a wish to fly
in colourful abandon



~~~ for nette's contest
         the Crown of My Body- a Whitney~~
                   14/06/2012...

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I feel a touch on the back of my neck
  and warm breath
     on the right muscle of my shoulder blade,
softly fingers slide
across my side,
    down my belly
where they come to rest
as smooth skin
   presses against my back,
legs entwining.
Not daring to open my eyes
   and ruin this dream
I release a soft growl,
       place my hand on her hip
and drift back to sleep....

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