burning passion
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these are moments of mesmeric tranquility
of emotions long forgotten
of a quick kiss from a lovers lips
of a passion so pure my heart beat with a fervor when you whispered in my ear
with every touch,
I used to wonder who I was
What I was supposed to be.
I stood there amongst an empty field
standing all tall,
awkward and lanky.
My deep shade of pecan, growing darker by the minute.
