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a pale whisper of White
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a pale whisper of White a pale whisper of White Sun out a blue sky day butterflies rising high and away as I am laying you down in your long blue ball gown eyes sparkling gems bright from a source within that light your lips red as berries in spring in your voice recall bells ring in a hundred ways love you more every day deeper into my core skin a pale whisper of white and hair the black of velvet night a beauty without equal or match such a love deep we did hatch and now I lay you down in your long blue ball gown your chest is still as if dead those lips pale once so red there is a chill as if snow of Winter so much of life now so bitter from your cheeks all colour faded into lake of molasses I have waded limbs hanging heavy and useless every comforting word fruitless an apple lies on ground from your last bite given to you by an old crone last night and now I lay you down in your long blue ball gown I have no way of knowing how long you may rest and from this world be gone such beauty in you to me calls as around chill of autumn falls and is one final gesture I cannot stop lean down and your lips sweet I top with my own warm lips in loving kiss a remembrance of our past bliss then to my astonishment you stirred for my love a miracle occurred. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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you may have heard this tale before....  Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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