the wind swoops under birdwings
out of fuchsia cloud towers
flitting with God light it buffets me
caresses barenesses
lifts my skirt, flirtatiously
intertwines my limbs
and holds me
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- liveonearth (
liveonearth) wrote,
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liveonearth
Wind
the wind swoops under birdwings
out of fuchsia cloud towers
flitting with God light it buffets me
caresses barenesses
lifts my skirt, flirtatiously
intertwines my limbs
and holds me
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