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Jul 2016
Like the cooing of a dove
Your words lulled me
To sleep
Cultivating comfort with each
Soft syllable
I dozed and
Drifted into dreamland
You melted me and
Molded me and
Made me mercilessly malleable
Moved and mesmerized,
I am helpless to your
Hypnotic heart
fire in her eyes
Written by
fire in her eyes
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