Another fleeting dream is lost...
... only poetry, blank verse remains...
A Tall Drink of Water
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Statuesque, I look up at her now,
suddenly within my wondering gaze.
Lost for words, yet, silently we speak.
Mem'ry fails; What was it that we said?
聽
Silky fabric beneath my left hand,
hiding that within from vulgar gaze,
shimmers, speaking of what lies below
tactilely revealing the obscure...
聽
My palm at rest, my digits, snug,
like key in lock, like hand in glove,
small of her back a haven sweet.
聽
Gently I guide her across the floor
where, with others, we then interact.
聽
Amid cheery discourse and laughter,
Suddenly I wake, again bereft.
Silky Fabric Shimmers Under My Left Hand...
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