her blush fast rising
ahead of my passing lips...
a breeze of kisses
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she weeps as she reads
his old tattered manuscript...
book of ancient scars
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seeking not to hide
out of love before his eyes...
exposes her secrets
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two soft voices blend
innocents in paradise...
flowers all they wear
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her deepest kisses
leave tastes of sin on my lips...
and desires for more
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fearful of desires
but longing for their hot flames...
clutched her poet's hand
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stirring her embers
she explodes in ecstasy...
thus he makes her whole
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taught her not to fear
the heat of her own fires...
his heart in her flames
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poet who loves her
puts more than words in her mouth...
stratching to a smile
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you can't see yourself
genuine wonder you are...
so i will show you
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sitting and waiting
for whatever time may bring...
i'm ready for it
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shadows on the page
letters scattered off and hid...
poems meant for her
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long i've shadowed you
secrets hidden among poems...
i hoped would trap you
now time draws away
only echoes surrond me...
and useless poems
yet i follow you
along the path you've chosen...
love's hope never dies
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having made love
i set down pen and lift glass...
relive what i wrote
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@donovanbaldwin