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By jackryhme Date: 2001 Nov 18 Comment on this Work [[2001.11.18.21.26.20440]] |
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must we as the nights sweet mists covers us in scents of early yesterdays bring thoughts, past forgotten memories, of july kisses, august moon, november flurries February near toasting fire spring giggles on fresh mown lawn must we as this the night slow close smooth soft kisses, sweet surrender cider lips, silken beyond heated passions, heart felt sighs heart beat beat beat as one one one this tom tom of the darkness with the thrum of the night must we... |