New Orleans

Down sultry winding streets we wander,

two becoming one,

wrapped safely around one another,

exploring new beginnings,

only to find

final and satisfying ends.

In my arms she lies,

naked and alone,

cool fan breeze blowing

across smooth exposed skin,

her love a shelter,

where I can safely hide,

a calm and peaceful harbor

where all is forgiven,

she fills me with her love,

and I have no need

for any other;

she overwhelms me;

this then shall be the place

where forever begins,

saying goodbye

to yesterdays and tomorrows

that never really were;

now is the time

for which it has all been played out.

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