You're my whisper
my want that won't tire,
You're the flame
fueling all my desire,
Heart's blind to reason
your enticing charms,
Wrapping me unto
the warmth of your arms.
2-4-06
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In addition to the warm message, here, Kim, I particularly like your mostly alliterative use of 'w'. Sweet write. Kind regards, Gina.