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Thats How Ifeel

The tanned brown leather is stretched impossibly taut atop the battle drums. A thousand sinewed warriors beat their war cries as one. The thunderous pounding echoes across the African plain That’s my heart when I hear your name. An expanse of wildflowers as far as the eye can see, Hues of purple, red ,orange and green. Silver Waters cascade into pools of aquamarine. I am lost , spellbound in that ethereal place, Every time I see your face. The winds gather and the gales blow hard, The lightening strikes illuminate the dark, The Sea has no mercy as the maelstrom rips, Tossed about, the seas flood the ships, That’s how I feel when I kiss your lips.

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