Lost and Found

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A empty sandy beach with a lone flip flop in black and white
Feeling lost and swept away
Nowhere to anchor your thoughts
Even less to anchor your soul
Let my touch be your compass
Float as my lips find yours 
As my tongue anchors your senses
On the pleasure I can bring.

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C. Stuart Lewis creates poems with feeling, intelligence and sex appeal. His short stories and books focus on characters that feel real in real world situations. Originally from the United States he now resides in Ontario, Canada. Check out his webpage at TheAuthorStew.ca

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