Debi Gray

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Electricity floods me as my eye catches on soft, cottony smooth hair, colored like sunkissed wheat.

An innocent face awaits me, blue eyes glimmering back at me like mist upon a flower at early dawn.
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Displaying a forlorn appearance,

shrouded in darkness and despair.
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Sitting agianst a tree, on the broen and gray sand,

I stare at the dying weeds and blooming flowers.
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Electricity floods me as my eye catches on soft, cottony smooth hair, colored like sunkissed wheat.

An innocent face awaits me, blue eyes glimmering back at me like mist upon a flower at early dawn.

Hesitant hands run lightly across a sandpaper face, elation rising, breath hastening as the sensuos feel electrifies.

Porcelain lips beckon for sensation, lightly brushing mine, feather soft.

A body tall and lithe in frame, sheethed in quiet muscle lies calling, anticipating indulgance.

Gently, pale hands grasp mine, careful to entangle long, thin fingers between mine.

I lie in an elated state of wakefulness, conscious of only what lies behind and ahead.

I drift lightly into sleep, peace falling over me that lasts for only but a moment.

Silence engulfs the room, and then I lie quiet.

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