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Right Place~~Wrong Time
I felt your Aura come, with the breeze ~
...I could smell your scent, in the frosted air
I could see your trasnluscent glimmer ~
...Even though, i knew you were
...Not here...
Coming like, the Ghost of yesteryear ~
...But so real, i could touch your face
See your skin, and your blue eyes ~
Why, i could feel, our very last embrace
...Back in time, the breeze took me ~
....Back when our love
...Was a heavenly glow~
And 'twas totally, untoucable, by ousiders
While our lust and love, continued to grow ~
...Into passions fires, we were
...A flood of love in our head ~
N'er getting enough, of one another
Un-sated, Erotica, it led ~
Into long nights, of passions screams ~
...Searching tongues and lips in
...Wanton Need ~
You ravishing me, body, mind and soul
Eventually planting, your androgenous seed ~
...But, too soon, you were gone
....The Candle Light ~
...It Disappeared...
Now, all that i have, are heated memories ~
Of the Ghost, of our yesteryears!
poem
by
Theodora Onken
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