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Dec 2016
So tired
So sleepy
And curled
Your *******
And my arms
All around.

Too tired for
Thought
And only the
Whisp of hair
Curled
Mirror whorl to
Ear

Match to fierce
Tornado
Passion

And so tired
So sleepy-
Disarmed
Written by
Mike Adam  67/M/London England
(67/M/London England)   
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