Fugue

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She watches the rain fall
Thoughts drifting to the past
Dreams and memories
Etched upon her soul


A whispered word
The sound of his voice
Fills her heart
As she remembers

Fingertips trace her skin
She closes her eyes
And imagines his touch
And her heart beats faster


A lover's caress
A bittersweet need
Awakening a hunger
A longing inside her

Desire in her eyes
She turns to him
Whispers of her own
As he pulls her closer...

  Joni  8/2/00

  

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