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Oct 2019
barefoot in the park,
red leaves crunch beneath her feet.
our favorite spot once its dark,
passion shrouded in deceit.

run to me, for I cannot wait.
just a touch my body aches.
please don’t be late
for time will seal all fates.

drenched in pale moonlight
illuminating every feature
you truly are such a lovely sight,
one of gods perfect creatures

autumn leaves rosy and golden,
to be blessed by your presence
I am eternally beholden.
life with you, eternally pleasant.
Dagen Kipling
Written by
Dagen Kipling  21/M/Las Vegas
(21/M/Las Vegas)   
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