Clinging cotton black
Hugging lines like cars turn curves
Icy water eyes
Turning car turns into swerves
The eternal swerving turn
Svelte as a way of life
Basking far into the sun
The horses muscle churns
As a trot turns into run
The eternal swerving turn
The outline of a breast
And the hips prodigal swing
The fingers slightly bent
Clatter of the turning ring
The eternal swerving turn
Legs turn into hips
Swinging hips turn into breast
The breast turns into the head
Swerving to avoid the rest
The eternal swerving turn
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
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