Robert J Meyer

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Coming Home - Poem by Robert J Meyer

And as she stood
A hot breath
Like warm, scented oil
Blossomed behind her ear
And traveled down her elegant neck
To the juncture of her shoulder
To be punctuated with the flutter of a kiss.

Just a dream -
A reverie to swirl the day's thoughts away
As she dropped her purse,
Kicked off her shoes,
And turned on the light.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 6, 2008



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