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A cluster of engraved birches personifies a love of old, upon sequins – Eros perches bowing echoes 'long the wold. Sweeten dew of noble rain debris not – the emblem crust nor bird of plumage stain the hearted sketch of trust. Nimble scouts of chirping worth cavort and tune a number wrought the song of her ole mirth upon the sleek n' lumber. Spectres - Illume of gold stipple maps the spine each bark n' rip that holed glistens that was mine Shrubbery - melodious swaying curious tips like many eyes as though my love were playing and I - was in her guise. Amorous whispers breeze; she lingers not 'neath the burrow but bristles with the trees, in rooted limbs that furrow. Wonder if - by the brook the hustle, still she graze of gentled hand n' took and swept my ardent daze. When aboard and ponder I drift back to amber birches there in idle wonder bequeaths - my soulful searches.
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May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 1:25 PM UTC
Amber birches
A cluster of engraved birches personifies a love of old, upon sequins – Eros perches bowing echoes 'long the wold. Sweeten dew of noble rain debris not – the emblem crust nor bird of plumage stain the hearted sketch of trust. Nimble scouts of chirping worth cavort and tune a number wrought the song of her ole mirth upon the sleek n' lumber. Spectres - Illume of gold stipple maps the spine each bark n' rip that holed glistens that was mine Shrubbery - melodious swaying curious tips like many eyes as though my love were playing and I - was in her guise. Amorous whispers breeze; she lingers not 'neath the burrow but bristles with the trees, in rooted limbs that furrow. Wonder if - by the brook the hustle, still she graze of gentled hand n' took and swept my ardent daze. When aboard and ponder I drift back to amber birches there in idle wonder bequeaths - my soulful searches.
Eros is a deity of love
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37/M/Australia
May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 1:25 PM UTC
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