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Silk
shimmers
softly
Softagainstskin
and prettily fluttering
in the breeze
of movement
It whispers so
lightly like lovers so darkly
Sliding througshadows
like caresses at night.
It
to the
floor without any sound
falls
Except for the sigh
of the wind on my
skin.
© Sonja Torres 2003 |
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