Blessings by Jay Parini - Poems | Academy of American …
that summer when we prayed by diving from a cliff. on Sunday mornings in the church. of mud and pebbles, foam and moss. I will not forget the fizz and tingle, sunning in wet skin on flat, cool rocks, so drenched in summer. And for you, my love, blessings. for the times we lay so naked in a bed.
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