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Jun 2015
Across the room
Eyes meet
Lips coyly smile
Hearts palpitate

A need for answers
A need to know
Who is that?
They gravitate

Greetings exchanged
Wonderments won’t cease
Grasping hands to meet
Her cheeks radiate

He sees her blush
His name he speaks
She softly reveals hers
Ahh to communicate

Her scent is wild
His own is fierce
They’re closing in
Moves to contemplate

This is the beginning
For there is no written end
Leave it to your imagination
Of what becomes their fate
Doris Cayea Brown
Written by
Doris Cayea Brown  Flagler Beach
(Flagler Beach)   
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