ARR 1988 - Flipbook - Page 96
Summer Awakening
Window's prism magnifies
bright morning sunrays;
Light dances on her
smooth, delicate ·s houlder.
Cupped snuggly
like spoons in a drawer,
we awaken sweatingan impermanent fever.
I break from twisted linen,
Toes cracking
each step to the kitchen;
I open the refrigerator
reaching for a beer.
I return to awaken
my peaceful dreamer.
Her insatiable smile
greets my naked stance.
Leaning down, I kiss
her soft, flushed cheek.
N.Douglas Smith
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