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Sep 2010
sweet sigh as I inhale you
the sweat of our passion
a scent of storms and slumber
smiling, sensuous you lay still
spent and silent.
softly I say
thank you
and I know you know what I mean.
thank you for your life
and for sharing mine
thank you for your love
that inflames and comforts.
thank you for healing me
thank you for making me a healer.
the morning light wakes you a little
and I lie on my side
breathing you my love.
Written by
Renee Betlehem
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