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Swept

by H.M Stevens

Baking summer day

The air, a thick swampy must

Hair strands spring and curl

We sink into that lighthearted feeling

Mason jars perspire on the outdoor table

The temperature clouds my vision

A heat index wraps

and wraps again

challenging our bodily extensions

That comforting dew of Venus, reminds

A moment tomorrow,
in forever

with you

06/20/2014

Posted on 06/20/2014
Copyright © 2024 H.M Stevens

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