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Poetry: The Lovers

8:56 pm × 08.18.2003

Originally written in the summer of 2001.

Near-silent indulgence...
She screams out from within.
Whispers of affection drift amongst candle lit kisses,
touching the inevitable greatness of it all-
invisible, yet seen throughout.
With gentle gestures he grazes her supple flesh
and her imperfections waste away under his warm hands.
In the air filled with his energy,
fascination blinds her to affliction and binds her to his soul.
Heat builds as tension fades away.
As she stares into his eyes she views him from within-
this incredible beauty, this captivating creature-
bestowed upon her in a dreamy reality all her own.
Time deteriorates through long moments of enchantment,
only to return in the morning light, making no tender promise
of tomorrow.

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