The wind, the sky, the light weaves in and out
Las estaciones del a?o, they speak to all
Faithfully returning like an evening porch light
Erotic Poems
Sex in the Kitchen by Lindsey Lewis Smithson
Sex in the Kitchen by Lindsey Lewis Smithson Heat resonates from the lower rack of the stove The drag of your finger along my leg Will often result in a space where I dispose of the mask To let your breath blow back my hair