Gaze of Past Days


 

How I used to live for those sultry days,

days spent under your burning gaze.

A gaze that left me in a daze,

the very hairs on my skin you raised.

How I wish I could relive those days,

days spent under your burning gaze.

 

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

 

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