[Her Juvenescence.]
By benafim
Her Juvenescence. Spring nipples And sweet Belly button Pert nose of Youth. Sun and sand Golden dawn Shimmers in her Eyes. Melodious she Snores, The sound of The well Contented . She is May, Winter in my veins. Days ain't getting Longer. Written January 25th, 2002 © on Jan 24 2002 08:31 PM PST 0 • 14
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"Her Juvenescence. ..."