Anna is
the hot summer wind
burgeoning
before the fall
Anna
a moist day
sunset through the Euchalyptus
broadleafed and vibrant
green
the wind tossing her
like an unmade bed
Anna is the nightwind
up from the lake
black as the night
she is the summer evening
humid and hot
before the storm...
lightning in her groin
Anna is... the
hot buttery sun
blowing through windows
raining gold
on our sheets
Anna is.
(C) 1970 by W.G. Milne
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