Summers Breath

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Summer breath clinging to 

Our skin, like the touch of rain

Come whisper in my mouth 

Sighs and kisses 

All night in your arms 

In a tender and quite rest

Lying this way and that

Against a white cloud of pillows 

Let us together closely lie and kiss

Summer breath over ever inch of skin 

We press closer, closer still

And the scent, and the words never said

Wished and whispered in every half – breathed sigh 

Summer breath 

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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