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Sep 2011
Take off your clothes, you said

Morning
The light simmering in
Sneaking up on our sleeping souls
Waking us gently
Making you moan

The breeze
Through the boughs that we
Had spent the night rocking all over
In jubilation
Quietly

Meandering
The streams washing off
The dirt and grime of our happiness
Rolling down
Evanescent

And the moon
Lighting our nights
And the next nights
And the ones after
Ever smiling

I could close my eyes
Lose them
Feel only your breath
Peeling at my skin
And the scent of love
Creeping around me

How I could deny my infatuation
In the arms of the goddess
Joyfully lulling me to sleep
© Helios Rietberg, September 2011
Helios Rietberg
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