and there it was
right there in your smile
it was time for halternecks
a your moist pink toothless
shiney new as dew a kissed dawn
you hold my gaze, you drink me in
my eyes and soul brims
from the womb contraction you bring
with this one thing, this act from instinct
from a glorious season within
right there
warm and unadulterated
"Summer."
Zena Edwards©
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