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Rouge

His eyes capture my soul
encasing me within their embers
staring lost in the coals.

His gentle words etched upon my heart
through my trembles he holds me
his captive from the start.

His touch stirring my desire
so gentle yet strong
deep witin me he ignites a fire.

In my dreams I am his, a slave to his love
wrapped in his passions
he is my angel from above.

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