For love
I want to taste your soft sweetness. Catch the golden honey that flows from your lips. Stare into your glacial pools, lit by enchanted moonlight which peers from under the ashes. Once gray, now alive. Your temple moves me, for I have never before seen such beauty. Written November 21st, 2001 © on Nov 21 2001 01:33 PM PST 0 • 8
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