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Arrival

In the hour of the dripping sun
And the lunar high
She comes from the shadows
With her high beams shining forth
And whispers my name
With a fervent smile
Grapples my attention
With her succulent lips
Around my engorged ideas
Until we are nestled
In our unified place of slumber.
drunkenplaywords
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