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By jack Date: 2003 Dec 20 Comment on this Work [[2003.12.20.23.07.22001]] |
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within your mind place a silken dress what with a whisper of wind will caress each curve bare of skin beneath to this goose-flesh such effort bequeath as would i with each word i pen here for thee have of my words fall pon thy mind as such a dress would thy body wear to flow down each and every curve as a soft warm rain this gentle silk to kiss thy flesh replete of all my dreams and of these would my lips whisper late into the night rainbow silent whispers caressed of each with thine as i kiss so slowly kiss you into these realms of mine |