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Dec 2019
Her lips hymn hymns of beauty
Your knees become weak
made of porcelain
You shatter in awe
Excuse me miss
Says you
Muffled are your words
Stay a while
I’ll buy you a drink

She agrees with you softly
Her shyness unarmed you
She says

“ what are you trying to do”
“ Nothing”
“*******”
She kisses you

“I don’t tease”
She says
I hold my breath

“Lady
Your hair shines like a picturesque twilight
To what do I owe the honor
May I charm you tonight?”

“ sure, my name is Amber
My blue eyes don’t damper
For I know my tears are
Drowned in the bottle”

“ But in you i sense a companion, a lover and a mate, please pay my check
We must go it’s late”

“ Amber...”

“ mustn’t you worry angel”

I close my eyes to only awaken from
This dream
Written by
John Dewberry  24/M/USA
(24/M/USA)   
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