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By jackryhme Date: 2002 Feb 21 Comment on this Work [[2002.02.21.20.39.23758]] |
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silent, let me stand as thy mirror em-fold thee with my touch an with this touch of mine tell thee in ever wondrous words how this light of life i feel has ever made this heart of mine so grand with words only of gentle caress softest kiss would i sing to you sweet solomi with my heat alone, felt so close t'would i tell a story without an end a ballad sole about us with my lips so silent would i play thy spine upper and lower lips dancing upon this staircase in slowest climb and so give to thee a tale of hot sweaty times steeped yet in the mystery of this night come, let me be as thy mirror an teach us about thyself with only this my touch... felt... deep |