By Kevin Hamill    clyde22@swbell.net
Date: 12 February 1998

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Exhausting, exhilarating and warm;
This meeting,  this romance, this comfort
A welcome surprise to life’s mundane norm; 		

A simmering mix of chemistry, spirit and emotion 
freely and naturally poured.
Her touch radiates my soul, warming those cold, dark
chambers; previously locked and ignored.
 
She can speak without words, with her eyes, with her touch, with a glance;
She softly drifts upon my mind, like a candle flames’ dance;

With aching anticipation, we plan to swim once again,
Bathing in affection and passion….speaking with just a grin.

She’s a soft breeze thundering in the distance;
exposing her soul without a glint of resistance.


Kevin Hamill
February 8, 1998