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Persimmon Eyes

Tags: love
Breath blow
upon my maleness,
making me throb.
Warm lips kissing
my flesh.
Like diamonds,
acorns your necklace 

Shadows in autumn. 
Leaves tumble
upon mother earth,
which seed came from.
Weeping Willows sing

Spirit of Sycamore
comforting me.
Boughs caress as I scribe
of our naked love.
You dance before me.
Your persimmon eyes
daring me.

Like magic of the forest,
poetically we lust.
Communicating with trust.
Sensuality on setting sun.
Your soft thighs my pillow,
as I rest.

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