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Monday, March 18, 2013

Meeting lips

She entered the room -
candles glowing, music playing.
Dressed in black - 
blond hair flowing down her back.
Her presence more than a body.
Her scent beyond comprehension.
As she moved
the energy moved with her. 
Intensity of the moment increased.
She danced and swayed to the Spirit inside
demanding Soul to connect.
No words, no song
just naked understanding
as she danced to the 
beat of my heart. 
She overthrew all
mental knowledge.
I understood nothing
but knew one thing:
my lips were to meet hers.

Copyright Vallee 1999

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