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Mar 2018
Take a long, lurking look,
let the lush locks last through your lungs,
little and lumpy you'll lie as you lay,
you'll say limply lets love today.
Your lisp looms loadly and through your lips lava flows,
lighting low the last lingering, laughing  pose.
You are the large lady of the lake, or the lady of the large lake,
the label lacks legal life, so little does it convey.
lift lightly the level of liberty allowed,
lend luck to the litigate link or the literal crowd.
Your laziness and lustful desire for more,
launches like leeches your obsession to lore,
my liquid lady belittles my league,
be it later or latter I must ask you to leave.
leave my life, my longing my light,
let the lead list you left lift me higher,
allow the lead I gave you bring a everLasting pyre.
Rosa Lovetta
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