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thewailer

2008-09-02

overwhelmed by your scents - slipping into a gaze,
composed but the Lord knows, how nerves were stirred.
skins touched, finding warmth in your frivolous pace,
a reason told - reserved only for you, it can ever be said.

1 Comments:

At 2 September 2008 at 19:34, Anonymous said...: Another beautiful poem. You really should write (or post) more often. :)