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Posted by Bluesy Socrateaser on Sun Mar 01, 2009 11:04 am
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Your fingers lay with mine,
<br />in embraces all their own,
<br />making love in forests
<br />of rich greens.
<br />Sparkling stardust
<br />falls from your eyes,
<br />as tears from an angel.
<br />Thin shafts of light,
<br />curled like tendrils,
<br />illuminating your face.
<br />As gentle as a child's hand,
<br />you have touched me,
<br />and my vagrant heart
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