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Sep 2016
The smell of sunscreen and salt
as the beach winds blow

her bikini strings flap on her back and hips
as I study the freckles here and there

following her spine down to
the ruby red grapefruit colored bottoms

round and full as ones on the tree
I am positive just as **** and sweet

her sweat in the summer sun
seasons the sweetness

like the drink in my glass
of the same colors

enjoying the views
from the beachside bar
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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