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AMomentInTime: It was at dusk that I had arrived
Eloquently approaching and gently tapping upon her door
Bearing writings in hand and for the allure of love, care
Could she have known?
Those exquisitely erotic eyes, ever so enchanting
That preciously perfect hair, ever so lush and radiant
Oh what a pure, unadulterated, unrelenting passion!
An angel to be sure
Her cavalier savante could wait no longer
Asking with a gentle glimmer
His eyes declaring what the lips dare not
For a walk that midsummer night..
And I stared at the mountains and ocean afar
With her spirit as my light

holdengirl76: Wow😊