She

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the lady
she Is to me a smile
in the downpour of
r a i n
smooth fingers that
bring warmth, enveloping
closure despite the storm
unspoken, Resist
for to release this tension
would be too much to bare
she Can
sporting a simple glance
tantalize lava from the
stone.
she Does
remain stellar, silent, impermeable.
the mystery of my heart does
remain clandestine.