Wednesday, August 10, 2011


Lying in my bed
hot and moist from the summer heat
waiting for a warm wind
to caress my body to delight
Still nothing at my window
wait I will for as long as it takes
for one gust of wind
to satisfy me for the duration
I remember the cold winter
how I hungered for summer
now craving for only one moment
to be relieved of the heat within

Ó 2011 Eileen A Partak

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