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august

Your breathing is slow and steady on the pillow next to mine
and I am thinking about your girl.
Her soft eyes and golden locks, her glowing smile.

I imagine she has a contagious laugh
articulate fingers
and a graceful stride.

And I am thinking
that a girl like that
does not deserve a man
who would contaminate his touch
running fingers through these dark tresses.

A girl like that dreams of light
and envelopes a man in love.

07:41 - 07 November 2006

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