'Smokin Hot'
Let her be and talk and eat and sleep
Her loneliness engulf her past that reap
Climax of her heat should never end
While your breath catch up and make her mend
You may want your need or lust to drown
Watch her faster sleep but never own
Hold her heart beats as you slowly count
Days to watch her as she curve astound
On a hilltop lonely just two souls bare
End of thought and logic just loving stare
Before sunrise calls make seconds count
It's worth your peace it's paramount
Your duty then to keep raising her value high
Turn off the music of your days gone by...
Arno Le Roux 2015
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