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By twinkle Date: 2002 Apr 22 Comment on this Work [[2002.04.22.07.52.8888]] |
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simple and elegant, i know your curves i know the caverns of your eyes i know the quiet inflections of your voice you do not see me blending away yet i see you, if only through my tainted aged windows the breezes crying to be let in tell me we can rest here gently together i can grow to know the facets of your love and when january storms overtake once more, i will not forget my promises i will remember your warmth pressing through to me and i will still call for you |