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By wistful Date: 2001 Oct 28 Comment on this Work [[2001.10.28.19.49.11165]] |
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Her skin darkens From the torrid tropic sun Beading dewy pearls Slipping down her satin skin Her eyes darkens As tender thoughts arise And a smile tendrils on her lips At fond memories of gentle bliss Her mood darkens As thoughts unbidden turn To their last chilled goodbye Chaste and unembraced The sky darkens Dusk raising a cool evening breeze And rising, she removes herself To the warm promise of a sheltered peace The dark harkens New beginnings Promising pleasures yet unseen Masking pain in its deepest shadows |