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By B.K. Date: 2007 Jan 23 Comment on this Work [[2007.01.23.20.59.4570]] |
| Wound around our wisps of time We weave a love in words and rhyme That stick to you and hold to me In passions ways romantically The moon and stars play the tune and sigh Then cupid laughs and grins oh my He shoots and misses he bows and smiles While we’re giggling and gasping all the while Then we both at once with a lot of class Lean over and kick him in his diapered ass ©bk..2003 |