she came from a dream
out from the fog
white like an apparition
of desire
there was never music
till her deep breathing
stirred percussion
from the sky
there was sweetness
in her swelling kiss
like honey and the sea
in waves
scent of hair and musk
in lavender disguise
like no imagined
orchid's bloom
her touch was heat itself
adoration awakened
as my heart brimmed
with fire
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