POETRY by poetjpb: ...small beads of sweat under my thighs>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Saturday, February 7, 2004

...small beads of sweat under my thighs>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

NATURE'S JAZZ I sit low in the beach chair with small beads of sweat under my thighs, cooling in the Santa Barbara breeze listening to my breath rise and fall, and rise again. I watch flowers in your backyard, lively, draped in green stippled with pinks, purple, orange, and yellow like Monet's... Sign in to see full entry.

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