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IMMIGRANT GIRL

       IMMIGRANT GIRL
Remembering this night of our last touch,
when nothing is between us we should know,
in love with loving you, and just how much
I wonder where in time do such nights go?

Forbidden like a box all sealed up tight,
or like the burning Zeus refused to share
with mortals such as we, and on this night,
Pandora's box is opened everywhere,

you are, this night, my first and only love
and always shall remain this part of me,
created from the earth and waters of
our night when Aphrodite let it to be.

       And I am more than blessed for loving you
          illegal though you are, it's what l do.
©ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 7/17/2014 12:31:00 AM
Oh my goodness, this is incredible Vee
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