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Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Rain

Rain
Watching the sky slowly stew before graying
I felt
Before seeing,
tiny droplets pelt
the surface of my shoulders.
First shy, then insistent,
a lover's fingers
brushing, then caressing skin,
drawing a surprised breath
at the mysteries of full embrace.
Poem and Photo By E.
March 1, 2009
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