This is piece that begs for a vacation in some hot spicy spot. Grab a cold one, relax and remember your best vacation.
Tropic Wind
Without warning
The intruder enters
Blows away a cover of bright parrot feathers
Brushes across a naked breast
Her skin is hot and yearning for a touch
This subtle touch does not disappoint
Wrapping steamy gusts around her thighs
caressing them with idle abandon
It is the way of the wind
Vibrant fish swim through outstretched arms
Swept away by the demanding breeze
Together they float along ribbons of vibrant hues
Meeting like transparent butterflies
On throbbing wings of passion
Immersed in the art of love
Transfixed by the presence of fate
Filled with the taste of a sparkling embrace
Touching that most private possession
A moment claimed forever for the wind
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