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Feb 2017
My loved one can I caress your face?
To feel and fathom your tender grace
You are bejewelled cup filled with liquor
That makes me want to drink you quicker

My loved one can I feel you limb by limb?
Perfectly formed like hope or hymn
My appetite for you is insatiate
You deserve to be appreciated

From whence did you, like messenger, come
Making my heart feel at home
You're best comprehended by awe
Your spirit attests to divine law
Megan Sherman
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