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Jan 3
Two strangers beneath the blanket of night

Indulging in this new found delight

A connection forged from admiration

Is this some kind of fixation?


She lays down, curled up, hugging her pillow

Her thoughts growing like a heaving billow

The words they transfer through time and space

Create vibrations in her special place


Scattered stars above two souls below

Enchanted, the conversation makes him grow

She did not expect to find this feeling of solace

When she turns him on she feels like a goddess
Written by
Benita Dalby  33/F/Sydney, Australia
(33/F/Sydney, Australia)   
   Rich Hues and Aparna
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