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Feb 2016
This heat pulsates through my veins,
rushing through my being.
A wind blows through my hair,
unable to retrieve the coolness in it's grasp.
Rather, it scorches the air instead.
A sip of fruity drink,
it's coolness washing away the heat that penetrated me.
This splash of mango re-animates a flushed cheek back to life.
This desert transitions into a tropical beach for one more moment...
and then, the heat
will rise again.
Random writing for a poetry class, this isn't one of my best, but I was given specific guidelines which were difficult for me.
AnnaMarie Jenema
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AnnaMarie Jenema  F/USA
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