"That Day in September"

by K. Alexander

Your poetry touches me

in places beyond reproach.

Unjaded by your words

your actions speak

beyond my grasp of understanding.

My smile has not faded.

Emotions float in memory's wake

caressed by afternoon's encounter.

My arousal can't be sated.

I long to smile once more...

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