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Jul 2010
The night before was one of magic
Mystery and a moment in time,
When neither knew the where or why
For this affair.

Simple silence seduced them both
Then worthless words tumbled
As random as the clothes
Discarded without care.

Limbs entwined and body heat
Defined the pitch of lust
And dreadful desire
The two would share.

Morning mouthed no meaning.
Shame did not shown up
For breakfast and left
An empty chair.
Wally Smith
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Wally Smith
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