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By Richard E. Murphy Date: 2003 Jan 29 Comment on this Work [[2003.01.29.13.11.27856]] |
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Valentine...Give Me a Sign Oh my Valentine...can you give me a sign... will you be mine? You intoxicate me ...like an aged bottle of burgundy wine... spirited, seductive, and fine...oh, you are so utterly divine Lustful lips like fiery red hots...compliment a sinful smile that beckons...or so I reckon Wistful eyes of dark jade ...that never seem to fade... Hair of golden honey ... long and flowen...especially when the wind is blowen... Your vivid kiss is sugar sweet and beyond earthly compare.... Just like a ripe pear...oh, so contraire... A sensual body sent from the heavens...bodacious every inch, curve, and swerve... Your "treats", dark and deep, are sweet... just like chocolate covered crispy apples from a corny country fair....oh what a wonderful confection...I'm now filled with expectation...anticipation ...not to mention an errec%^&* (reader take a guess)! For just like a hungry humming bird on the first day of spring, I long to invade your flower garden and savor the taste of your sweet nectar...ever so slowly... Morning, noon, and night...I only long for your delight! Alas, Oh Valentine...will you be mine...for I will be thine! |