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till the ****** of love she sang till the drapes in tatters, wail they shiver threads, to ribbons as tears frail in spring breeze stiff bony breath of winter chills the soul readies me for the wound she could dance belly and all entrance my naked heart, my dizzy doldrums how all I'd wanted was her in the midst of my forest mistake my love for the stars she did for the myriad she tossed her well into my coin and I drank her in leagues deep with one penny for her mind read her life saw her perfection stem in my interest coffers full no rust, pon my copper touch, dividends of time, we had and yet by the hour, struck every eve, the penny wast all I had for, spat back, my penny went a man can love a woman but should his penny be worth her life her love, her heavens, her crown, men, with wallets heavy as banks will buy her drunk ego, pride, unmerciful to the brim with lust save one's penny, she'd be rich though poor all her days, without you...
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Apr 20, 2025
Apr 20, 2025 at 3:42 AM UTC
Romeo's Hearse Covets Swallow's Refrain...
till the ****** of love she sang till the drapes in tatters, wail they shiver threads, to ribbons as tears frail in spring breeze stiff bony breath of winter chills the soul readies me for the wound she could dance belly and all entrance my naked heart, my dizzy doldrums how all I'd wanted was her in the midst of my forest mistake my love for the stars she did for the myriad she tossed her well into my coin and I drank her in leagues deep with one penny for her mind read her life saw her perfection stem in my interest coffers full no rust, pon my copper touch, dividends of time, we had and yet by the hour, struck every eve, the penny wast all I had for, spat back, my penny went a man can love a woman but should his penny be worth her life her love, her heavens, her crown, men, with wallets heavy as banks will buy her drunk ego, pride, unmerciful to the brim with lust save one's penny, she'd be rich though poor all her days, without you...
Who knew soul mates could be so cruel... and uninterested in love.
DEW
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Apr 20, 2025
Apr 20, 2025 at 3:42 AM UTC
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