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Mar 2016
Oh Maisie:
Your magic and my delight!
whish the sun would be,
and it would be tonight.

And the flowers I will bring you,
the jewels and the gems,
the Silver and gold,
A world without end.

Dear Robert:
You’re lost at sea, I can see:
You’re love comes from lust
And not from me.

Love is not lust.
And is nothing to me:
Love is my need
When you sleep with me.

So Maisie
Oh maybe, I read you so wrong!
Last night you cried
when I sung you that song
Cowboys and treasures,
a measure of love:
The words from the stars
From the heavens above

Oh Robert,
Dear Robert, the news is this:
A chance to touch, feel and
Caress - would be bliss.
Undress me and taste me,
the syrup of love.
The sweetness, completeness,
Is more than you deserve

See you tonight.
Written by
Vincent
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