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Naked
Long have I wandered
Naked
My clothes but distant memories
But not my thoughts of you
I sleep the uneasy sleep
of dreams half remembered
when I wish to forget
Forget what might have been
Forget what could have been
Even perhaps what should have been
I wander
Naked
But not alone
I shiver as the sweet breezes of eve pass over my skin
They remind me of your tender caresses
Of your kiss and more
I hear your whisper
Like the wind you call to me
I wander naked until I again wake.
-PC 07/02/05