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THE WALK DOWN THE HILL

Dazzling
is the sun as he walks down the hill side
The road meandering and wildflowers swaying mild
Reminded is he of her arms as they waved unabashedly full
Enticing him and finally daringly to her had him pulled
And finds himself smiling softly as he maneuvers a stream
Murmuring turquoise and crystal clear as his dream
Now gurgling, arching and twisting around him light
Yet bold and brazen, as she had been all through the night
He sees her as she had lain in his arms damp and sated
After fires that engulfed them had languorously abated
Suddenly a skip in the stride, and he is himself swinging
Down the hump, a song in his mind unsung begins ringing
The distant peaks glint in the sun and the snow clad tips
Bring a vision of other snowy peaks, begging to be sipped
At the mere thought of her a whisper of his breath escapes
And resounds in his ears, and glazes his till now clear gaze
Halts he, wondrously alive, shaking his head at his new plight
For her laughter stays entwined in all that around him he sights
For had she not with her laughter true and uncurbed
Giggled aloud her glee at his antics sensuously reserved
And the warmth of the sun echoes the fire that in her heart lies
As the nip in the wind heralds her tingling sensual sighs
While the undulating hills reveal her curves to his starved mind
Wonders he, pondering…where will he again ever her find?
~Glowing Embers~
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