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Longing

When the sun sets amongst the trees


A sweet scent travels upon the breeze
It beckons me; my heart it tames
The source ~ he lounges before the flames
Lightening, thunder deep in the night
Within these arms that hold me tight
Here and now, dear one, come to me
With all my heart, I wish it be

A.Jensen, 2010

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