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Jul 2019
Tonight;

each ray of
moonlight
brush stroked
your beauty
on your body
of pure delight

every curve;

an,
I can't take
my eyes
from sight

I want to
remove
your clothes
but,

I hold back
with all
of my might

Tonight;

when we
make love,

it's going
to feel
oh so right

Your
lower lip,

I watch
you bite

In love,
with you
I
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    e
     l
      l
tonight
Written by
The Concrete Poet  M
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