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Sep 2016


Bright within the sunrise sherbet
where apricot nectar reveals the sky,
the sweet harvest of morning
drips from your dawning smile
as I kiss the taste from
cinnamon cream lips
enjoying the flavor of us
Stephan
Written by
Stephan  Camp Johnson Crossing NW
(Camp Johnson Crossing NW)   
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