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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Emotional · #1510744
A poem about a master
His eyes were green
and words were few.

He was the master of us both
but mostly of me.

I thank him for keeping me
so close to him.
All winter long he touched
me hand to hand.

He had gathered in my soul,
and he touched me
body to body.

He was the master of both of us
but mostly of me.

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