My South is cool and hot, like a damn fine woman. She smells so sweet in the
summertime heatÂ…she smells like
honeysuckle sometimes. My South has a
heartbeat rhythm with a
beautiful view. Can you feel her rhythms? Close your eyes and let your mind sway. My South is hot to the touch and more
welcome than a cool breeze. I wrap myself in my South every night late. I dance in her water rain with Heaven
defined and thank God. Yes, yes I doÂ…I hold my South dear and close, always close, wrapped around my heart, like my motherÂ’s love, yes, and I never forget her. I never left her. My South is the woman you never leave, the woman you donÂ’t wake up, just so you can hear her breathe. My South is the squeal of rapture from a child. My South is loving, sweet and wild. My South is untamed and free. My South is the lemon in my sweet tea..
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