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woman

Midnight —
restless, tossing and turning.
I long for the dream
that shows you again.
I don’t know where
you came from
but, the vision
that appears
takes my breath away.
 

Devil
or angel,
I don’t know which.
In either case
I am yours
to do your bidding.
Moist, red lips
seduce me.
Let me take you
in my arms
to taste the succulence
that is you.

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