A Woman

I’m thinking of her
With even my bones
How my mind she stirs
And my soul she owns…

I feel her face
Although she’s so far
I remember her grace
And long to see this shining star…

I desire to kiss her
And make her feel fine
But all this is a blur
I cannot call her mine…

Her kisses I treasure
Her vision I praise
They bring my heart pleasure
And my mind to a craze…

She calls me again
And away I go
To lose my mind
And surrender my soul…

~ by Vesper Starr on June 28, 2007.

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