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As I turn, I see you outlined;

Amber and caressed by the light,

You are fluid, suspended in movement.

Contoured by shadows, my mind follows your lines.

Are you a reflection or a dream undecided?

Your water drips at the edge of my smile.

I can taste the invite.

Silence is the source of lust rising,

You melt like ice.

Subtle and always changing,

A muse of melodic design.


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