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�           BROWN SKIN
Like a horse in a stable
he looked at her with poise,
his words like a fable
and nothing as strong as his voice.
As he laid her down
by the fireplace,
his skin so brown
brushing along her face
with a sweet caress,
sealing her lips with a kiss.
As he reached for her dress,
caught up in a bliss,
and awakened by reality she was
as she felt the hay against her skin,
thinking what a dream that was...
still lingering over his brown skin.
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