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A brief glance,
A word unspoken.
My heart races,
An urge awoken.
And then you speak
Your sultry tone;
Oh come to me!
Become my own.
With strength and softness,
A sweet embrace.
Happiness runs down my face.
Silent, soft; so very close.
Love is mine! You are my rose.
About the Creator
Julie Buchy
I have words inside me. I am told I am a good storyteller. I look for inspiration all over and and want to release my words to other's eyes and minds.
Mom, wife, and now grandmother...just trying to live a happy life.
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