Five senses overloaded
by Shirley Silva
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Bare trees hang over the highway
Their grey shadows are soft fingers
Caressing my shoulders
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The road is clear, fast and gently curves
Like a man’s soul clinging to a woman’s body
Strong-hard, clutching-soft
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Songs from the 70’s
Round the meadow’s breast
Soar over the ruffled lake
To crescendo; on a mountain crest
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