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The Temple Maiden


Granite still, beneath a shower of rice
Bar a whiff of wind fondling chiffon folded pants
My eyes caress her breasts, her waist so firm
They push through the fabric to find her garden
To taste her with glances, to kiss her neck with glimpses
To smell her hair with vision; better that I forget she is forbidden.

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