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Linger

Sir Dragon Sun

Beautiful sensual poetry from Sir Dragon Sun

LINGER

In rough hands

Palm to flesh

Cadence given

Breathless and wild

LINGER

Now till ever

Thick with memory

New with wanting

Hidden in sweat

Known to tongue and touch

Quaking embers blown of gale

Fall and Frail

The chorus

The singer

LINGER

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