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As we spoke I could only think of honey It was in the flow of her velvet hair The brown nectar in her luscious eyes It was in her voice The taste of her sound Never have I heard a tune so sweet Soft red-berried tones Humming through her sugar powdered lips Pouring sunshine into my empty cup An elixir fit for the gods Blessing my mortal soul My sweet Ambrosia All that and much more

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Date: 5/19/2016 1:59:00 PM
Abraham Elizondo, creative and well done. Thank you for sharing. **SKAT**
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