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The Fire Burns
Poems
Oct 2016
Spicy Girl
Her kisses were of allspice,
her body was cayenne,
she smelled of clove and peppermint
eyes always followed where she went
Her hair was that of ginger,
with a pinch of mace.
Her eyes were kaffir lime
she swayed along in time
The music played along
as spicy as wasabi.
Her dress was annatto red
as she danced, no word was said
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The Fire Burns
M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)
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