Then To The Elements Be Free
D Dónall Dempsey
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You sat there
in your summer gear
smiling at me so
sweetly
keeping cool
& keeping it all
(under your hat)
that gentle gaze
then thigh touched thigh
mistakenly...inadvertently
and sparks begain to fly
our hearts catching fire
your kiss
altering the frontage
of my kilt
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