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Feb 2017
At Noon I went out to see the theatrics of nature
Like a beau blooming babe, she swelled and shone
I was utterly enchanted by the mezmerizing creature
Ascended to her resplendent throne

Can I ask, earthly mistress, to feel thy touch?
To sense the smooth of your hands 'gainst my skin
It would charm me, and I'd cherish it very much
Were I to know something of Earth as kin

Embrace my libations at thy earnest altar
And drench me in your ancient blisses
In your enveloping care I never faltar
That's why I crave your tender kisses
Megan Sherman
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