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Memories of When He Was Real by Melissa PantherShe wishes in his palm
and vibrates amazing
against his touch
there is no place
the peddling of his tide
strays far from
and only an instant
when his distraction
is not enveloped
in the essence of her
lingering impression
as the way her lips
sprung
towards his eye lids
are never far
from his wanting
even when home
is all in the memories
he had in dreams. 08/13/2010 Posted on 08/14/2010 Copyright © 2025 Melissa Panther
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