Debbie
in her words
i burn.
i get doused.
i feel the sun of the morning.
i know the cheerfulness of the evening wind.
in her letters
i see a magic garden
strewn with fragrance of desire.
i pause.
i whiten.
i blush,
.....too soon for love.
Copyright © K K Iloduba Jnr | Year Posted 2009
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