
I can taste the salty sea
On her warm tanning skin
Such a sight of beauty to me
And everything she is, within.
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I see her smile in a darkened room
I can hear that gentle laugh
Sweeping her off, I am the broom
Doing my best not to appear daft.
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Running fingers through her hair
I hear her sigh, a happy sound
Nothing ever will ever compare
To all the fun that we once found…
-AAA 07/09/2024
“Running fingers through her hair”🥺
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