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Cornsilk hair, streaked with earthen brown
brushing, lank and cool against my skin
in the way of loving.
Black pool eyes, deep and still.
Energy's body, energy's will.
Predestined to be, before all.
Finger touch, electric fire
Consumating all desire into a world
far beyond imagination.
Dream made real making reality a dream.
Or, so it seems, when I'm with you.
Copyright © Susan Gibson | Year Posted 2019
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