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Naked, onto the virgin's bed,
She said,  "You look beautiful"
And I conformed, shy,
Of the loving, or the praise
And flinched in a moment
Pulling away, almost like a temptress
Only to draw her closer
My lover took me, held in the hazel brown
hypnotism of her eyes
And then flicked through my mind,
the toddler me on the terrace that night
Every night,
In love with the solitary star heavenward.
~Forever. (I wish)


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