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and love, an envy

Member since 2002 · Posted 19 Jun 2003 · Edited 20 Jun 2003 · 4 comments

Accepting her drink from a stranger, With ice, a spring water Daring, as the poet to meet dylan To let her flaws sit, Amongst the light of a silver cold, Her soil warm lips, A small measure, and love, an envy

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[10] horus8 19-Jun-03/10:51 AM Reply
The last two lines really cinch it up. Soil warm lips and hips I wager.
[8] Caducus 20-Jun-03/1:50 AM Reply
her soil warm lips !

mmmmm

What a beautiful description 8
[9] Fear of Garbage 20-Jun-03/3:28 PM Reply
mmm
this is beautiful
[9] daniella 20-Jun-03/8:11 PM Reply
tastes as the grit of invention. bravo