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By kevin urenda Date: 2002 Mar 09 Comment on this Work [[2002.03.09.06.04.25975]] |
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knowing that there is a mouth out there that perfects me in her image and seeks to spill me on her honeyed tongue makes me wonder at the truths such lips would whisper from the depths of my soul to be filled by emptying my all into a heart that hid its purity for long enough to be discovered by the man she was waiting to perfect the man she makes me feel that I can be the man she would love 02/12/02 |