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Eerily Sensual

When the forbidden beckons

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Eerily sensual
were the sounds coming from his sax —
inviting with a warning.

Tunes of unresolved issues
Brought forward from many lifetimes
Beckoning yet still denying,

And like a moth to the flame —
She came.




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