Good Time Girl, Love and humor Options

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Good Time Girl

Brush of the wind steals
your name from my lips.
Where it was but a whisper
in a dream, a kiss, lighter
than butterfly footsteps.

Your voice was the murmur
of a rain drop from a leaf,
that rose to a waterfalls
thunderous roar.

It's song a susurration
of love, at first I was afraid
that you would not hear,
thought of disappointment,
when your hand on my shoulder
touched me and you said

"Hey sailor, looking for a good time?"

3 Nov 2010
© Steve Pray