Her silky locks...the wind and wave.
by Khauri Teverbaugh
The curve of her hips and the sway of her back...
the bend of the Earth.
Her thighs...the slopes of hills & pasture to graze on.
The crook of her arms...the bend in the limb of a tree.
Her dew...is found on the morning grass.
Her voice...the sunrise.
Her moans of pleasure...the sunset.