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Feb 2010
skin the touch of liquid fire,
singeing through the soul's desire,

fingers run through satin hair,
afloat as angel wings on air,

eyes by which the stars are showered,
heart and mind are overpowered,

tears my soul and life apart,
this creature captivates my heart.
Nekatu Poetry © Arik Fletcher
Arik Fletcher
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Arik Fletcher
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   Born and Sabrina DLT
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