poems steam October 18, 2013by heather anne a dance in the hips feathers weaving through the spine steam on the window Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...
Some call it red 
That sounds hot.
Doesn’t it, though? 😉
Feels hot too.
The pictures you paint
With a few well chosen words
Make me leer broadly
Steam on the window
a chorus of movement slides
in erotic dance