#322. eagle bone flute

July 13, 2010

tasting
the sunshine
flowing through
yr native eagle bone
flute with all the notes
stroking my skin and kissing
kissing kissing my spine and neck
i see the canyon breezes and smell
the waters rushing below
among the pinion
pines

3 Responses to “#322. eagle bone flute”

  1. Sharon said

    Love the mixup of senses. Sweet!

  2. zevstar said

    sweet mix up of the senses…thus a poem

  3. Evelyn said

    “kissing
    kissing kissing my spine and neck”
    a delightful/irresistible invitation

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