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ExtinguishedI seem to have lost That soft pen of fire That once wrote in flames Scribing my desire I look for the words Once falling silken from my lips How I long to write them Before the fire is extinguished My pen it seems Is somewhere far away Following my heart there And they have chosen to stay But such simple words Become a sensual write Until love takes control In dreams of the night What once was I want you A fire out of control Has surrendered to a heartbeat And the words...I love you so ~THE FLOWING PEN~ Vote for this poem
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