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maandag 5 november 2012

Perfect Stranger

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In his arms
She fell asleep
But from her mind
She could not keep
The thought
Of this perfect stranger

He struck her curiosity
That is how she came to be
Longing for this perfect stranger

Her feelings remain unknown
Her mind raging
A wild cyclone
She wants to caress
This perfect stranger

United one again
Making water, fire
She couldn’t get any higher
Her body trembling
His electric touch
Nothing could make her yearn as much
Exchanging energies
With this perfect stranger

She arose from sleep
Her mind astray
All alone
In bed, she lay
Clearly she could now see
It was but a dream

 -RP

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