The Raw Note
Down and deep, the air is thick,
A rich embrace, a warm retreat,
Raw the notes that softly call,
Enfolding senses, tempting all.
It lingers close, the taste unfolds,
Dark and tan, a story told,
Like tides that drift to sands that swish,
A scent alive, the choc starfish.
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Kay Cee | Year Posted 2025
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