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The Return

Lay your head upon my breast,
as my lips caress your hair;
Of burnished copper strands aglow,
which prompt my eyes to stare.

This taste of honey wet and sweet,
reveals the pure sensation;
Of pleasures bound between our souls,
with heartfelt revelations.

Entwined in passion's wild embrace,
our bodies move in time;
To music that is ours alone,
with reason to its rhyme.

I always knew you'd follow me,
with pleasurable intervention;
And feel the tears that reconcile,
our worlds from past contention.
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The Return , by Fran McClelland 5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 4 reviews.
Jawahar Gupta 18 days ago
Nice
Fran,,,,,,,,,,,,
Returning to .....................
a past love.....................................
Fran McClelland 18 days ago
thanks so much, Jawahar !! 
Jawahar Gupta 18 days ago
, "Give him back please".
Fran McClelland 18 days ago
and rekindling the fires that lingered ! 
Fran McClelland 17 days ago
For all the 'romantics' out there, this one's for you !! 
Simon Caller 16 days ago
Thanks
Simon Caller 17 days ago
Prose perfect to capture a moment in love. Almost wish I hadn't used the word evocative on Robert's poem yesterday as it's more fitting here
Fran McClelland 16 days ago
We can re-use words when they fit our purpose...meanwhile, your kind and complimentary review is most appreciated, Simon !! 
Simon Caller 16 days ago
Bittersweet reminder of a reality I've no more. Your poem deserves an honest review Fran, it's lovely.
Robert Cortazzo 17 days ago
Soulmates/ Set free -

Fran McClelland 17 days ago
So glad you enjoyed it, Robert...thank you ! 
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