He waits
for her to come
she wanders
through the streets
of Paris
she takes a swim
in the deep waters
of desire
she enjoys herself
upon her bed of roses
her body has the aroma
of sweet perfume
her eyes
they blink at the sun
shines from
crystal clear skies
she finally arrives
in slow motion
it was worth the wait!
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