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To find the outline of your body
in the fog of mystery,
is the greater achievement of my day-
to find the smoothness of your lips with mine
will be a tale told by generations-
to place my hands on the curvature of your glorious hips
shall be magical-
to dedicate a poem to your beauty
will be a grand thing- to make my heart sing-
hope is all I need to clear this fog
and find your stunning beauty in the rose garden of life
on the other side of the river called "reality"
To my wonderful gal, be mine- once the fog clears,
and I shall find your outline imprinted on my warm bed sheets-
come now, clear this fog away,
I am missing your sweet beauty with every moment passing.
.2.25.2014.
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