This Morning Poem by Karina Bush

This Morning



Done until I limped
Into the sun
Every man looked at me
So curious
I think they could smell me
Smell what he did
How I liked it
They wanted a bit

There was light in everything
Inner light - clear
Not normally visible
Like what I saw in him
My Prince
Light in the trees
Leaning in
They could smell me too
Raw like them
Raw as nature is

Monday, August 14, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love,nature,prince,romantic,trees
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