Merlin J. McMinn
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Alone on the ledge,
I await in anticipation,
poised in staunch position
as hovering masses begin their move.
closed eyes listening...
the passionate Wind Chimes.
Embracing the response,
the mystic massage;
feathered fingers flow
mere-touching the skin.
emit pure emotion;
succumbing the sequence of need.
From your limbs, I learn the layers.
I breathe the breath of your boughs.
You entice me without provocation...
I'm comfortable within you caress.
Oh sing those psalms for me...