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Tarragon (Free verse) by D. $ Fontera
Her voice weaves sweet, thick spices into me. She chassés and her hips send thoughts of romance and what whispers do. We eat quickly to match our flickering glances. A faint, burning aroma clouds our minds to that which matters most.

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