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Damn you, Woman
Damn you, woman,
for the distant sight of you,
and for your perfect skin,
your roguing smile
that calms and stirs me both at once,
the silken line your Autumn hair
curves out along
the grace within your magiked cheeks.
And oh your knowing eyes, fire lights,
that yearns me into you
across the aching miles of sea.
for the distant sight of you,
and for your perfect skin,
your roguing smile
that calms and stirs me both at once,
the silken line your Autumn hair
curves out along
the grace within your magiked cheeks.
And oh your knowing eyes, fire lights,
that yearns me into you
across the aching miles of sea.
Published 31st Oct 2020
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31st Oct 2020 8:50pm
Your tender musings are so soft around the edges, and very nicely articulated my poet
