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Hot Day

The air is fresh now, and clean,
gone is 
the sultry, moody sky
that carried a veil of humidity

Stroking our skin with wetness,
leaving a languid erotic sense
aware of our bodies, but lazy

Touch was work, the air heavy
love was easier to speak than do
but now we make love easily

Languid, we lay on our bed, sweat
glossing our skin
, tracing salt on tongue
but after the rain, love is energized

Published in The Lark

By Chrisssie Morris Brady

I've read poetry since I was nine and have written creatively since I was fourteen (probably long before that). After writing book reviews and social comment, I decided I wanted to write poetry. I have no formal training, but I surround myself with poets and their writing. I am honing my craft.
I have two published collections which I don't feel good about, but have been published by madswirl.com and other publications. I live on the south coast of England with my daughter. I am seriously ill.

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