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Has it Been Anticipation?

To Juney

Lost in the radiant anticipation
of your coming
wherein
whatever place my soul resides
to paint such sparkling dreams
about

Your love shimmers on my countenance
as the moonlight shines
upon each silken strand
of your sunshine-buttered hair

your beauty is speechless on my tongue
your love sits upon my lips waiting
for mine to arrive

each night it comes to me
quivering as it yields
to the puissant passion
awaiting in my open arms

my kisses fall like summer rain upon
a splash of flowers blooming
ln your heart which knows no autumn

I feel the touch of your lips
like grass softly dressed in dewfall
and now you are here

easing softly silently beside me
Your presence alerts me lovingly
I awake into a dream
wondering have you been here all along

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