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by doris-cayea-brown

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
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