Timorous (AwSprite) wk-6

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Timorous


From clichés our love did bloom, a

Youthful peach, tender and blushing.

Lingering eyes sauntering in a hazy

Gaze of breathlessness. Standing

Apart in haltingly ceaseless longing,

Where watching one another, became

A roaming dance of un-touching

Caresses. To seek the subtle heat

Of our teasing nearness in the air.

Our love, an exhaled breath of

Perspiring dew adorning pearlescent

Skin, hiding our timorous hearts.

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