one poetic moment

I believe someone told me her name was Sky, but I can’t really say I remember. I don’t think I made it up. Perhaps I did, one poetic moment, for there was a truth to the appellation. Her eyes held the clear blue of a cloudless summer noon, brilliant and piercing while calm. My heart still flutters to recall the stare of the woman, like standing atop a mountain peak ledge and daring to tempt the immensity of all nature. From the first, Sky stirred things deep inside me.

Lord Malinov, Erotic Romances

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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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