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Todd
It’s enough,
his laughing eyes to melt with mine
as he walks past me uninhibited.
“See me,” his sleek perfection demands.
It’s enough,
to be a woman alone with him,
in a wild, long-forgotten place
of all things, to find him waiting.
It’s enough,
his face a full moon of recognition
and my mind unsettled by his desire.
“You’re mine,” his smiling fangs declare.
More than enough,
his bold attempts at wooing, enough
to make me fall in love forever,
my soul caught naked by a fox.
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