'Spring' Poem by Patti Wilburn Haney
'Spring'
Spring wind upon her skin,
Sunlight on her face,
Warmed by glowing rays,
Rolling through fields of senses,
Smells of new flowers and green,
...Tickle of blades on her back,
Feathery touches of breezy caresses,
Rising like a billowy cloud,
She absorbs it all,
Alive in the moment,
Taking it all into her,
Cataclysmic, orgasmic, onslaught of senses,
She is Spring's.
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5/3/2024 6:29:05 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Sweet, romantic poem about a girl engulfed in spring 'fever? ' I enjoyed it.10! Hugs, Marilyn