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Tuesday, June 30, 2020

Lost II


Words slip through her lips
Whispers, fragile promises
Breaking as they fall

Cooing in my ear
Her subtle tongue, honey sweet
Promises of love

Speaking to the heart
Luscious as her open mouth
Like ripening fruit

Lost in her perfume
Her relentless beauty, hot
Expectant, dripping

The resonate chord
Strikes the heart as the light dims
Blinded by her star

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