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Two Lovers

Two lovers embrace,

Lips touch.

She feels him against her,

There is much.

But it leaves no trace,

The passion over

Till next time

Soon.

They part with a kiss

And swoon

At each other.

The tenderness

Of love

Remembrances.

A silk glove

So soft

Was this a

Gift?

What were the chances?

Stolen glances,

Perhaps of fondness

And pleasure fills the air.

Published inAllegoriesLove & No Love