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Feb 2013
Death aches for the ecstasy of luscious pair of lovely eyes,
Thus the wind dances to loving lace.
Eternity calls forth the blood of breathless tears.
passion!

A woman kisses the agony of deadly abandonment.
oh, aching passion!
My love quivers to heaving *******,
While the moon remembers the delight of a soft body.
Written by
Olan Douglas Webb
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   The Anonymous Joker
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