The Palms

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Love

The palms sway back and forth
With every breath the ocean breaths.

Her back arches and curves
As if it were waves of silk,
Rolling across the ivory coast.

He holds his breath as she turns to face him.
With a gaze that can pierce the night sky,
She whispers the phrase that he longs for.

From dawn to dusk, he gazes back at her
And grabs the hands that warm his soul

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