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Jun 2012
She rises from the sea...

my Venus arisen

her suit wet and clinging
her curves pronounced,

no bond girl
ever left a man as shaken as I...

as she sways
slicking back her hair

smiling.

The sun kissed skin
glistening
as shades slide over a hundred
hungry eyes

pretending not to see.

But I see

and smile

as she is mine and mine alone

my Venus arisen.
Written by
DieingEmbers
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