with a book in my lap
dog’s weight on my feet
youngest woman at my side
a perfect girl in my eyes forever
hot skies dropped with heels on pavement
pounding down breath and water
floating amid cornfields in a
warm pool under mindless
bright night skies
flat body
weighted willfully
free into earthy smells
relaxing swells belly tells
stories in love with silence like
flutes grapes wet evenings sinking
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