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By whispersilent Date: 2003 Jul 26 Comment on this Work [[2003.07.26.19.28.23498]] |
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roses in the morn spread upon this bed fresh these petals with clinging dew brought forth just now for you as you sleep so tenderly caught within dreams of peace a petal each one slow a time i will lay here next to thee with fragrance first thought to lift the light of day bring to you of morns delight petals soft against thy skin awaiting only for you to awaken |