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Island Love
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Island Love

Poem By David Blake

Erotic phrase so strange,
in a tongue unknown to me.
Her smile a vision of every

The rhythm of the night, kisses,
shadows dancing lost in time.
The tropical breeze and passion
dripping like a gentle rain

Faint the aroma alluring. In gardens
of paradise, cursing, intoxicated with
exotic lust, calling out to the sea the
beginning of love.

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