Black Poetry : Breeze

[GwenDee]

Lingering in the breeze by the eucalyptus tree I breath in that memorized scent of you.
Feel the touch of bedsheets and hear your low moan.
Then the breeze shifts - and its only another summer night.

 

[Afridancr]

Ummm...

This 'Peace' smells nice!!!

Welcome...Welcome...Welcome!!!

 

[alyce]

I do love

your sensual sketches of moments remembered ~ they move so deliciously, like the smooth, long strokes of an artist's brush, across the canvas of my mental.

welcome back sista GwenDee! I always feel what I've been missing, whenever you return! (but don't be stayin away so long!)

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