1 Venus

I can feel the hot

Sand against my skin

As she lay beside

Me. The dandelions

Brush against our cheeks.

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Her breath is warm

Like the springtime

Breeze that lingers

On the lake as the water

Licks the sunbathing rocks.

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Her lips are petals

Against my neck.

She tangles her fingers

Through my hair like the ivy

That caresses

The slender branches.

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She takes in my lemon

Shampoo and watermelon

Lip gloss. Venus, the evening

Star, winks. The sky blushes

As the ivory sun

Closes his eyes, but the dove

And Robin stare.

They have no reason to judge.