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Saturday, May 2, 2009
Lilacs
She shifted;
I was absorbed.
She was a meadow;
I was too young.
The air carried goosebumps
Along her skin
Like delicate Lilacs.
Her lotus lips bloomed:
I want it hot.
The Lilacs attacked me
As I handled her coffee.
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