White Summer Dress
by Jerry Ratch
The hills seem very near
Light youth
that
barely touches the
ground
In a white
summer dress
Screwing and unscrewing the lid
of the salt shaker
Swinging her shoe
as it dangles off
the tip of her toes
Rubbing her foot
up and down the leg
of the table
Jerry, this is a lovely poem with a very sexy edge
Yes, thank you, Susan!
Ah man...this is it. Beautiful
Ah, thank you, Michael. Appreciated!