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her movement an art form
rendering me helpless

This spirit reaches to hold solid ground
yet her soul demands fulfillment
grasping, all I reach is air

I retreat slipping back into her domain
this spirit engulfed
Conquered
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The Quest
Date: Friday, 17th May 2019 @ 03:16:57 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry


Contributed By: thelaststraw

Her native American smile enticing
her movement an art form
rendering me helpless

This spirit reaches to hold solid ground
yet her soul demands fulfillment
grasping, all I reach is air

I retreat slipping back into her domain
this spirit engulfed
Conquered


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