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By violet Date: 2001 Sep 18 Comment on this Work [[2001.09.18.03.01.25514]] |
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he was a delicious delicacy of a man strong jaw, bathed in shadow a hard body worked by the earth and sun he was orion he was her core maybe it was the way he talked or sang off tune in the morning maybe it was the way he cradled her in his arms he was her world wrapped in denim or a towel he was her cowboy one day he let her go and she fell apart and she wished she had never set foot through that door wished she had never shared homefries wished she never tasted his coffee tongue it was easier that way before all the passion before he was |