While passion cast,

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June 2021

While passion cast ,

 

its long shadow .

The candles flame.

Was flickering, 

in time ,

with my tongue. 

I dined, on pure nectar.

A gift, from the gods.

I’d found an angel ….

Left, languishing, on earth .

And for the night 

 

she, was mine.

Giajl © Jim Love  

 

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