Embrace
To embrace you was like
Holding a brilliant and precious stone,
A gem pleasing to the eye
With a deep warm color and
A magnificent contour.
May your gentle breeze blow again,
May your whisper be heard once more,
May your touch be repeated,
May your affection return and
May our embrace never end.
© François DulaPay

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