Linger
Posted by andy frank (ldru@earthlink.net)
Set out to work, northway express lane left,
Chestertown bound Straight into the body,
the mountains winter hills of green and brown, painted white with a fresh first snow and lit up against a cold steel sky. moving closer through every twist and rise,
low lingering clouds reach down into the valleys and brush soft and slow along whispering spruce. Air tastes land, with pressing lipsAnd still driving this restless body, set off against a cold steel blue dodge,
engrossed in textures and contour, where moving along each subtle curve brings new form, I could reach out and touch her skin, soft her body, firm across such wondrous landscapes and luscious flavors relaxed and impatient,
she whispers, alive and brilliant
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