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False is the dusk that has fallen with the wet blanket of
grey across every horizon,
cool is the touch of air, goose-bumps on my skin exposed to
a silver shimmer,
hot is the breath feathering my neck, I'm blinded by your
presence,
take hold of me and fill my soul with music and with your light.
Aww, how romantic! A little gem Shadow.
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Descriptive and sensual.
ReplyDeleteGood job on this thank you for sharing
ReplyDeleteAnother Hot moment in the Shadow!
ReplyDeleteZiggy played guitar.
ReplyDeleteLovely! Only love can cut through the darkness!
ReplyDeleteShort and oh so very sweet.
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