‘Devil Dog, how was the Big Apple?’
Thomas R. Barton, JD
12

Beautiful touches
soft and sweet
He stands before her beautiful
From his hair down to his feet

The knowledge of their fleeting time
so bittersweet
The beauty of their moment together
Never unjustified

Soft and imploring
she can only acquiesce
to the sweetness of the moment
the softness of his caress

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