Fresh Air and Clear Sunsets
I am the happiest,
Near you stripped.
Bare and naked,
With love exchanged from our lips.
I feel real joyous,
As if you are the prize.
Or a special gift...
Here in the midst,
We share.
Fresh air and clear Sunsets,
There appearing in your eyes.
And I love the dance I see...
Twinkling back at me like stars.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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