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Aug 2012
There's a fire burning slowly
on the beach
beside the bay
where a woman's dancing naked
kicking up
the ocean spray
her eyes have caught
the moonlight
in her come to bed allure
as she awaits
the coming
of the dawn and nothing more.
Written by
DieingEmbers
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