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Soft
whispers
of
fragrance
touch my
flesh in
the
night
As I
walk
through
the
garden
of
sexual
delight
Each
flower I
pass
touches
gently
on me
Pressing
the
petals
of
softness
I see
Colors
of
passion
swim
through
my
thoughts
As I
touch
every
leaf
that I
pass in
the dark
An aura
of
softness,
A cocoon
covers
me
I feel
my heart
pound as
I look
through
the
trees
Adonis
lies
hidden
in a
foliage
of green
With
arms
stretched
toward
me and a
body so
lean
Transfixed
by his
beauty,
a chill
down my
spine
I walk
to his
arms and
I know
he is
mine
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