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By iLYd Date: 2005 Feb 24 Comment on this Work [[2005.02.24.22.03.32407]] |
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Felt the sun upon thy face The gentle touch that fell from grace Brushed was the allure across thy skin The longing for you was put at end Your pleasing nature thee adores Honestly couldn't have asked for more Sleep upon the secret kept Finally found thy final step One in which you keep as well Only time suppose will tell For two souls that share as masked May prevail someday at last She adores him |