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The Wild Lover

Bitter cold today and a
temperature of twelve degrees
(feels like one) sends a thrill
of excitement through me.
So extreme!  So grand!
I live in a place where we must
bend to the many moods of Nature
where wild variance is the norm 
rather like life with a tempestuous 
lover offering up her voluptuous
Self no holds barred no apology 
her whole amazing singularity
expressed without qualm 
nothing hidden no emotion 
repressed tamped down 
no wild truths covered with pat
phrase innuendo or artifice. 
She says simply Here I am.
Love me or not.

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