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Mar 2017
Am I suppose to be her
in love's arms a victim or a
sweet little summer afternoon
picking fresh lemons
to grill all tasty good?

Reposition the briquette fire
so her legs keep me cool
in the warmth of her flower.
bob
Written by
bob  California
(California)   
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