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Dec 2012
Falling, crisp air folds,
Sculpted by the angels,
This moment, our time.

Eyes awake, I embrace you.
Crystal smile back.

We dance through ephemeral bliss,
Sharing passing solace.
In so rare a moment, I ask,
“Please Last”
As I indulge in your smell.

Hot breath on neck…
Melting. Always melting.
You’re so soft.

Tighter and tighter I squeeze
Thaw becomes inevitable.
The fantasy is fleeting,
Desperation outcries pleading – “Stay”

“Your sparkle delights me”
And still you vanish.

“When will I see you again” I mused,
Water running from finger tips.

“In reverie”
Spencer Kilpat
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Spencer Kilpat
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