Sun Dress Against the Car Window…

Like a distilled wine,

she comes to me at night…


driving out thru the windmill,

shoulder leaned against the window,


bended to my will,

hair pressed and sun tan still,


just how the story goes,

white flower sun dress and orange too glow,


lay me down,

in the still…


break me down,

and let hands brush my face…


till this hour again,

we hold one day…


lay me down,

where the sun always shines…


like flutes brushed against strings,

lay me down…


back to you again…

sun dress against the window



About Michael Medlen

My name is Michael and during my free time I avoid having a day job. Strangely enough, this gives me the freedom to run this blog. I write just about anything that can be considered art. I also occasionally post articles that may or may not be relevant to the theme of this site. You’ve been warned.
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4 Responses to Sun Dress Against the Car Window…

  1. yassy says:

    Aw! So cute ! Charming verse.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. yassy says:

    Welcome 😊 dear guy

    Liked by 1 person

  3. gbabeteam says:

    Nice write up ☺


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