By jack
Date: 24 February 2001
Trembling inside
Trembling inside, goose bumped flesh
darkness upon, neon glow lit
closeted room, naked, alone
shaken by what felt a kiss
a warm dry touch upon the lips
wondering if it could have been
an errant breeze with jus ... a touch ....
of cinnamon?
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