She

She touched me.
Her skin, tanned by moonlight.
Clean like a morning lake,
soft like a flowered hillside.

She kissed me.
Her face, textured by breezes.
Happy like a morning bird,
thoughtful like falling leaves.

She loved me.
Her eyes, lit by yellow sunlight.
Colored like an afternoon,
mellowed like an evening sun.

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