Phoebe Lichten


L'Amant

It is day time on the streets of Saigon
The sun hits the pavement
Striking hot and scorching with desire
Their love like fire rests hidden in their casements

She is walking slowly past the boarding school
When suddenly his car is in her view
Carrying the older man with strong hands
Who once grasped her, his fingers on her body once drew

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