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Her curves give me pause even today

And when my breath comes back to me it’s with her scent

As my lungs fill I life my head high, knowing she has chosen me

How could I have deserved she – is my reason for my greatest gifts

I’m but only her servant

Anticipating to fast her on my lips

Wanting to run my hands around her curves – give me pause even today 

(Written in while stuck in traffic on Rt. 4 on a yellow manila envelope, dated 2013/05/24)

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