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By Just Some Girl Date: 2002 Jan 06 Comment on this Work [[2002.01.06.16.31.11164]] |
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You mustn't bring me trinkets or utter a single refrain; simply bring your mirth-seasoned lips in silence to surround me... (nether kisses) Frivolous words and sentences; a mere trifling gift in the distracting shadow of crushed warm berries (mine) filling your mouth... Into one spirited moment, you press decades of displaced passion... (So sweet!) |