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Lady Love
To finger trace, the purity of grace
Celebrate perfection, in still life pose
Natures finest, ultimate peach, damask red rose.
Tousled wild-wheat flaxen earthly hair
My stance a trance, as bronzed skin you bare
Heart beat rapid then tight, intoxicated by your halo-sight
A statuesque gossamer sheen, marbled renaissance gleam.
To entwine together whole. To share one soul
I pray today, be it your will, to join and be still
Share a stare, smile awhile, such bliss to kiss.
Just one brief fleeting touch,
Could it be… would it be…
Enough?