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Nov 2015
come to me, like spring days,  
after a hard winter;
make me forget the cold;
warm my heart with your smile
and your glance

come to me, like a storm
full of danger, yet hope
that all things are renewed
and the worst may have past
just briefly

come to me, like a song,
which so reverberates
and continually
repeats without an end,
in my head

come to me in quick steps,
dropping your gown on floor
and sliding your body
between the flannel sheets
next to me
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