the wind whispered through the screen
as he ran his fingers through her hair
for, it seemed, the first time
the darkness of the porch was perfect
as she rested her hands on his hip
for, it seemed, the first time
they lightly traced each other's bodies
as they looked at each other and smiled
for, it seemed the first time
the blueness came from her toes up
as they made love to each other
for the first time
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
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