Tuesday, July 14, 2009

the wind whispered through the screen (early 1990's)

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

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