Briskly clean
silky cool
it spills in
the open window
slips satin soft
sly and sensuous
sheer and silent
as the moon
it wafts and tumbles
it tantalizes
swaddles you
in sweet refresh
dances gently
up your arms
across your chest
to brush your cheek
encircles itself
soft upon you
in satisfying
fond embrace
whispered rushes
fluttered breaths
night breezes
caress your skin
a lilting tender
breath of comfort
zephyred fingers
toss your hair
as quiet strains
of procol harum
serenade you
off to dreamland
drifting you deep
into spring night slumber
painting your dreams
a whiter shade of pale
Whiter Shade of Pale rose
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rob kistner © 2022
Poetry at: dVerse