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Reflections in the Firelight

The wood is piled my emotions riled Sweet expectations settle in my soul Sweat dappled brows my emotions drowse sudden conclusions fill in the hole of my heart. The fire started in the pit warming ourselves in it's globe and there we sit like two lost elves waiting to disrobe Take your time, Love The perfect man does exist. rlm '09

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 3/7/2011 10:19:00 AM
Congratulations on your well deserved poetry being featured on PoetrySoup this week Robert. Love, Carol
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