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Her

Her molten presence inflamed me today.
My blood began to boil and roil, turn to lava.
My tongue, rolled, swelled, left me tongue-tied.
My heart raced, sizzled, bubbled, with heat of love. 
My skin scorched, electric fever singed my face.


Her ebullient embraces emboldened me today.
My mind raced and traced the lines of her face.
My lips mentioned and meditated on her name.
My voice declared the delight of her deliciousness.
My song echoed the majesty of her elegant essence.


Her glorious graces engulfed my life today.
My spirit soared in salubrious circles around her.
My soul searched each sense to find her beauty.
My being was buoyed by knowing her completely.
My eternity was infinite in each experience of her glory.


© 2014 ajwrites57
A Long
❤ ❤ ❤ 

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