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How can I resist
this force of nature?
What means do I have
to escape the grasp
that's held
upon my heart?
Lightning strikes
again and again
in invisible bolts
that shock my being
and I tingle
and tense to
my very core.
A thunder clap
thrills me with
its powerfull rolling bass
and breathing deeply
a surge of desire
pulses through
my senses.
I'm drawn in more
and more each moment
spent in the presence
of this incredible
body of energy.
So persuasive,
so full of mystery,
this longed for
force of nature
that is you.

K.Tate Jacoby
copyright Sept. 20, 2002

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