Dance in the Morning Light

 

 

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Dance in the Morning Light

9-12-13

 

she teases, hovering above him

he waits, frozen in anticipation

bodies touch lightly then part again

she invites him in with a flutter

he follows, the urge strong now

matching move for move

they dance in the morning light

entwine like a vine for a moment

then part, to breathe again

the desire pulls them back

they hold deeply at last

floating on a breeze of honeysuckle

the bright Blue Heron screams his triumph

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