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Inner Stirrings (a poem for Quiltman/RP by Gypsyred/JC)

As the tendrils of the passion flower vine lace through the smallest of crevices on the stone fence;
Such is the life you have brought back to the cold stone that was once my heart.

As the warm moist salt spray is released from the vastness of the gulf onto the barren white sands of the shoreline;
Such is the caress of your breath upon my skin.

As the spice scented breezes of the South Seas;
Such is the erotic spice I inhale as I slip between the cool cotton sheets that are still alive with your scent.

As the mighty wind and surf rages in the course of the typhoon;
Such is the fire within me

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