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About This Author
 Writing poetry allows me to exercise my imagination and share it with others. I strive to write for the benefit of the reader using carnival fun mirror images of my life's experiences.
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| "It's so hot!" she whined. And how did you respond? Romantic vibes as you dined, With hope for what's beyond, Graphic images came to mind, More so because she's blonde, You purposely kept her blind, So her heart you could abscond, You ensured your stories rhymed, As if a verbal wand, A magic spell so designed, By all the stars beyond, With the planets well aligned, To sanctify this bond. Then as you and her entwined, "It's so hot!" she whined. 16 Lines (My first attempt at writing in second person.)
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