She silently entered my world, like in a dream/
Entering like a hushed tender wind/
A quiet kitten with a meow to melt the coldest of hearts/
At last, the hours passed like the blink of an eye/
All things discovered with disclosure unconstrained/
At ease she lays napping in her disordered bed/
Like a sleeping flower waiting for days first light/
Her untangled vine of passion waits for another/
The exchange yet incomplete until when…
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