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Bare Nature
by Deanna M GritsonisPressing me
Its almost to rough to press against
Yet it heightens the feeling
The early morning dew cools the naked skin
Your kisses taste different in the forest
The air tickles my skin
as your hands trace my nature
here we are
pure
basic
bare
09/10/2007 Posted on 01/27/2009
Copyright © 2024 Deanna M Gritsonis
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Timothy Burns on 11/30/11 at 04:51 AM I really like the cadence of this poem. I like the idea of someone's kisses tasting due to geography. I will be back to read more of your work! |
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