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another warm day
the lingering taste
of her lipstick

spring thaw
loosening the top button
of her blouse

temperature rising
the sundress gently slips
from her shoulder

averting my gaze
from her deep blue eyes
the sudden chill

approaching storm
she sees me glancing
at her legs

my favorite perfume
the wind
in her hair

first date
between awkward pauses
he imagines her naked

clinging
to her sundress
the wind

kissing
on the merry-go-round
the city blurs

spring cleaning --
an ex-girlfriend's letters
in the recycle bin

pinned
to her tattered sundress
a wild iris

.................................
Paul David Mena
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Copyright © Paul David Mena
June 2000

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