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By redplasticroses Date: 2005 Apr 12 Comment on this Work [[2005.04.12.02.26.26902]] |
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Warming His Robe I wear his robe next to my own skin warming it and me taking the chill off the night air as we sit talking touching souls between bits of conversation and kisses Long after I am gone his robe will hold my scent perhaps some cool evening as he wraps it around himself he will remember me. (c) JMT 2005 |