pride a smile
you carry for another
a spoken………….token
if declared
held hard to the heart
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the kiss
i love when
you call
my name
it’s like
the wind whispering
on a hot summer eve
the sun close to set
the water
calm
blue
serene
sucking me into
ecstasy
feeling
drowned
in the quenching drink
handed to
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