My Peace

A Poem

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I allow her to experience how I feel immediately after my words have been spoken. I ensure I touch her mind before I touch her body, which touches her soul. I once said, “We don’t make love, we make memories.” So, I reminisce about days of old when she and I, well, some moments aren’t meant to be verbally shared with those who weren’t directly involved. I’ll let your imagination run wild, as she and I run naked through the wild, doing…

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I write to Encourage, Enlighten, and Entertain. https://www.writepath247.com/

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I write to Encourage, Enlighten, and Entertain. https://www.writepath247.com/

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