Sandra Osborne

A Tale Of Two Seasons - Poem by Sandra Osborne

A frozen world
It glistens white
A cooling breeze,
A clear cold night.
A Blazing sun
And the temperatures forty
Energies none
For feeling naughty
I’m Feeling alive
But I may be frozen
The warmth of sex,
I haven't chosen.
I like to sun bathe
not wearing much
In the burning sun
With a heated touch
There's a sensual snow
Surrounding me
The clean white quiet
Makes me feel free
So you like it cold
and I like it hot for
I hate wearing clothing
I hate it a lot
I hate it too
But it’s freezing here
And truthfully it’s
The best time of year
So you rug up
and I’ll go Nude
You’ll be respected
And they’ll think I’m rude

Sandra Osborne and Janice M Pickett
From the collection
‘The Pendulum Swings’

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 8, 2005

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