Corn strands
like extentions in your
hair
worn loose around your naked shoulders,
the flowers on your dress
bunched up
revealing the warmth of sun kissed thighs.
I watch your bussom
rise and fall
as you lean back against the bales
your hand stretched out
beckoning
me to make hay whilst the sun shines.
Mar 8, 2012
Mar 8, 2012 at 6:37 PM UTC
Corn strands
like extentions in your
hair
worn loose around your naked shoulders,
the flowers on your dress
bunched up
revealing the warmth of sun kissed thighs.
I watch your bussom
rise and fall
as you lean back against the bales
your hand stretched out
beckoning
me to make hay whilst the sun shines.