a casual affair of a summer, fair
the gardens we strolled were in fragrance
denim & lace, & the blush on your face
we were caught in the net of romance
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a single rose on a rosebush, in this barren land
what keeps you alive?
strength of will, a guardian angel, & love’s own dream
for which you survive.
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“I want to do things so wild with you that I
don’t know how to say them.” Anais Nin
(she doesn’t know I watch her,
when she writes)
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