| equinox I'm wearing my summer skin agreeably permeable to supple touch and warm approaches unencumbered of clothes, a warmer spectrum not adverse to thoughts of wind on my thighs, sandals, or sand on my toes, dream streamlined otter-sleekness belly-button-bare, disarming sudden dazzlement of shoulders bared in the breeze, to drink, long toasts to sunlight - warm-afternoon harmonies in brown-skinned earthtones.
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