A Southern Poetaster
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Jan 4, 2016
OverCome
As his fleeting thoughts drifted
through the tingles of arousal,
the winds shook the trees free
of their laggard leaves.
The panes of his windows grieved
and creaked beneath the growing frost,
like a blanket of lust
obstructing the light.
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