Sasha Logan

breath of sky

breath of sky
on her spine
creeping, chilly blows
flow down to her thighs
the slightest summer wind
sweeps her milky skin
fireworks begin
fourth of July
 
breath of sky
hairs tangle
strands dangle
blowing side to side
bangs cover her eyes
but, she craves the wind
in her hair, on her skin
she craves the skies outside
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