Once a public bathroom. <br />While gentle sucking noises, <br />she uses her hand to speak, <br />and both at the same time. <br />Windy it pulls down the top of her pink dress <br />and dances between <br />and lifts up her dress and between <br />the clouds the leafless face <br />leaning against a tree <br />and while the sucking, 'windy sounds <br />continue blowing <br />acorns are softly dropping <br />and raining, <br />the panties growing wetter, <br />their because <br />inside each moves slowly <br />until it stops.<br /><br />Is It Poetry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/being-deaf/
