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By Camouflage Date: 2002 Apr 27 Comment on this Work [[2002.04.27.22.26.13530]] |
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I cower in the dark halls of your mind fearful of being seen invisible, yet felt a faint whisper of warmth a glimmer of thought a dab of ghost a hint of musk little droplets of perspiration sliding slowly down my spine as I hide in the foggy shadows ever so close yet so far tiptoe gently past hush who is it? that smell so familiar the breath of a tender fawn shivering quietly beneath the leaves that cover the last of your heart |