Lust
"I dreamt, I was a butterfly or was I, a butterfly dreaming"
Constance La France
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Did your breath call
in sweet delightful dream
did you call of promise
o fascinating queen
In loves treacherous battle
could two devour pure
a heart enrapturing completion
a place where destiny soar
Will you overtake me
captivating a heart silent with despair
your enchanting wind of flight, seductive,
might, I come to share...
I fight to elude your eyes,
your entrancing promise I hear
perhaps, just a small piece,
but, do I dare...
I watch your silhouette sway,
from distant dream I gaze...
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Poet ~ Rick Parise
Contest ~ Daydreams and dreams and dreams
Written ~ July 8,2011
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