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A poem inspired by a lover far from sight but near in heart.
Like a light mountain breeze you blow through my mind. A thought of you in your night gown toys with my sanity as I am split between being here and there.
It is not refuge I seek but flames.
Shades of red, orange, and yellow flicker and flare engulfing my tender flesh in heat, a passionate sweat. How luscious your lips, how deep your eyes. How bright your smile, how smooth your thighs.
The nectar of your love I long to taste. Until that day arrives I will survive on memories that shall not waste.
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What's a poem doing in a section like this (Articles)? ;-)
Ron