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Waxing Poetic
my love letter
stamped with a pair of pressed lips
licked,
then sealed with a kiss
the silent observer.
waiting for his moment
with the present
trying quietly not to mouth breathe aloud
smothered in your undergarments
while fire from the two flames
arose
on a magic candle
over and over
like a brazier come undone
Friday 23rd August 2024 4:02 pm
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