An unusual place I sat
familiar
but unusual just the same
His hand resting beneath mine
slightly wrinkled
due to the extent of time spent
In the
Jacuzzi
Underwater small things happened
hands felt and touched eachother
An unusual place indeed
we were back once more
to this insane
desperate urgency
to have someone of the opposite
sex
Near Us
wanting us
touching us
Needing us
A contest entry
- Dry Spell by CarolDesjarlais.
875 points, ended March 27, 2008, 8 entries
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Comments
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Oh this poem has a pwoerful ending... there are a few typos but I do like it. thank you for entering.
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