Clouds veil the stars; the night air is muggy and hot.
An open window inhales nature’s searing breath
Into a room already agonizingly stifling!
There in the darkness she lays quietly,
Eyes wide-open, moisture gleaming on her skin.
A playful smile tugs at the corners of her mouth…
She’s blissfully awaiting the peepers’ lullaby!
At first, they whistle softly to each other,
Rehearsing the notes, their chorus blending
Into melodious strains of nature’s purest songs!
At last, the enchanting lullaby fills the air
Soaring oer’ cattails and lofty blades of grass
Through the window where now a gentle breeze
Coaxes the gossamer drapes into a graceful dance!
As the splendid crescendo rises; her delight intensifies!
Hugging her pillow, sighing as the warm breeze
Caresses droplets of moisture on her naked body
Sending delicious tingles up and down her spine,
She slowly drifts away, as the peepers lullaby
Lures her into the realm of dreamless slumber!
© Annabel Sheila
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Always,
Deborah
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
And blessed are those, who know and experience this.
Makes me think of Thoreau's time in seclusion.
And I am feeling that you are growing as a writer as well. More elements present, an new combining of nature, the senses and the sensual of it and your self.
That has to be good.
Great job Anna
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Magical sounds and images.
Blessings,
Christine
Your friend; Mark