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Dance With Me At the setting of the sun, The sky transforms into an eerie gold, As the fog moves in and takes shape, There are the heady aromas of spices and incense, A current of air, rising tide flutters the hem of my purple robe, As I sway, feet bare, I dance in the warmth of my lovers gaze, Welcome his heated look, His eyes overwhelm me on the secluded strand, In my arms he finds comfort, We sway and undulate in sync, In the glimmer of moonbeams, He dances with me. ~ Author Roe Hill, March 27, 2014
Posted on: Thu, 27 Mar 2014 16:50:06 +0000

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