By B.K.
Date: 2006 Feb 04
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Dawns Yummy Winter Yawn

In the crux of it all
Love did not flicker nor fall
But was merely hidden deep
Pounded by the winds to slumber
Til a tender winters dawn kissed her cheek
And passion blissfully whispered
And wrapped itself around her
Detailing in waves of bliss
Why it is extraordinary
That the fire of cupids arrow
Chose him to be her kiss of life