Poetry In Motion
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The new sun rose
and so we ran
twisting and turning
with you hand in hand
with giggles
and laughter
we sang songs of love
we forged deep inside
the forest of lust
deep in the trees
where no-one could see
our cinnamon flesh
entwined in belief
and as the clouds rolled
above the tall scape
light rain came to fall
upon your soft face
and in a bright flash
two souls danced as one
twisting and turning
we drown in pure love
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8/5/2016
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