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She has her man In between the sheets of time lie fate And fortune side by side. Hourglass Figures, sweet as wine, pillow-pretty Blow your mind
Precious tender works of art, comely Creatures stir your heart, some might Take your breath away, some might Gosh, I daren't say
The bed is made your bearings shot A siren sings you're on the rocks, she'll Smile and beckon pull you in, there's no Escape, love wins again
In between the sheets of time fingers Feeling, passions rise, her lips on fire Her web is spun, the taste of love is on Your tongue
In between the sheets of time a kiss So long, a love so wild, two shadows Rise, she grips his hands, his child is
Hers, she has her man
© Joseph G Dawson Vote for this poem
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