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Apr 2012
Her skin is a smooth
European pale
Spent in the shadows of rugged mountains

Her eyes are gorgeous
Deep pools of dark
Reflecting light like roman fountains

Her hair is a soft
Black velvet curtain
That entangles me in wavy passions

Together they come
In unity
To haunt the dreams of my minds mansions
James Banks Worsham
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James Banks Worsham  34/M/NYC
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