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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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The evening wind blowing soft whispers
Unbuttoned my shirt I did
Caressing fingers of the breeze I feel
With arms wide open as I walk
Towards the lonely old swing
Attached with this swing are old memories
Some bitter, some sweet, to be candid
A lovely swing set on a hill
One place nature's voice speak
Rhymes are the melodies nature sing
Sat facing West I did; like always
Watching the Sun's light fade
All things looking so serene and real
Sometimes, we all do need a break
With a toe I set the swing swinging
From a distance I guess I heard some giggles
Unusual though, but giggles can flow with wind
But this strong Sweet perfumes I can smell?
Pulse increased, but I can't think
Surely, someone is pushing the swing
Into my ears were spoken the loveliest of whispers
Unbuttoned is my shirt and very well undid
Caressing soft fingers I can feel
With palms stroking my cheeks I felt weak
swinging and gently rocking goes the swing
Fingers and lip on both my ears
Sweetest voice I've ever heard said;
"Surely you know how I feel..."
With kisses plastered on my cheek
Then came these words "Hey! Swinger keep on swinging!!!"
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