Mirror Image
he remembers
the way the light played
on her skin and auburn hair
her green eyes glistening
she remembers
the way he touched her
the way he kissed her
his hands tangled in her hair
the way he held her in the night
a reflection - mirror image
the wind was cold
the night, heated with passion
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Jo Bien | Year Posted 2009
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