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Updated: Jan 13, 2023

Now the book is over

I long to see

those eyes whose seas

rock me tenderly

So I close the windows

shut the blinds to my brain

and jog back in time

down in memory lane

I forget what time

or where else it was

but I remember whose hands

would brush upon mine

it would crawl through my hair

quickly be followed then by

a kiss to the head

then those lips laid bare

it trails down to my nose

and those hands pull me close.

Finally, I am free.

You have captured me.

I rest my soul on your chest

and my words in a cove.

Take care of me, love.

Look, how deep I dove.

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