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A Quiet Soul
She comes near and I smell the flowers of her life.
The blooming of her chest overwhelms me.
I feel the spring in her breath and it sustains me.
She stands in silence and I can feel the essence of her pulse,
and it paces my heart.
As she walks away her hair dances in rhythmic gyrations, hypnotizing my soul.
When she approaches near I feel the gentle touch of her fingers through my hair though she is not there.
She wills me with a simple touch and I blush
The quick smile of her thoughts burns me to lust
I tremble with delight when she sneaks close and I become euphoric
She looks deep inside me with the quietest stare and it cuts me to calmness
