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As the sun is drawn to the west
Silent anticipation arising
In the brilliance of your glow
In the hours before I rest
With the waters, capsizing
I am caught in your undertow
Feelings no longer repressed
The seas ever rising
You capture me in your flow
And in the silent hours, obsessed
My heart surrenders, surprising
Conquering me at your behest
Β©2015 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved

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Thanks for sharing!! π
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Love this one! β€
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Thank you, Julie!!
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Oh, so so beautiful! π
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Thank you so much, Trini! π
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Beautiful
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Thank you so much!
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This is quite beautiful, Dorinda…I absolutely love the simile in the first two lines and know how that feels, to be drawn…
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Thank you so very much, FT!!
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you are welcome!
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