My love was bathing in the ****
in a creek in the woods: with bow and arrows,
I stood guard, but the rainbow, and sun, his accomplice, ogled.
Oh, the two! we laughed and beckoned the white clouds at once.
Sep 10, 2012
Sep 10, 2012 at 9:47 AM UTC
My love was bathing in the ****
in a creek in the woods: with bow and arrows,
I stood guard, but the rainbow, and sun, his accomplice, ogled.
Oh, the two! we laughed and beckoned the white clouds at once.
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