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Dreaming...of being swept away
on oceans of love.
Of being shipwrecked together
On an island…
with you…
Exist on coconuts...
and sin.
You would put orchids in
my hair.
The sun would rise
over our secret paradise.
And we’d swim naked
in the moonlight.
And walk the beach
hand in hand.
Our own private
no man's land.
We’d touch to
soothe the heat.
And make love
to erase the cold.
We'd be naked
and bold.
There is
no one else there.
So who would care?
Let’s run away…
Do we dare?


      Kimberly Keck

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