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Feb 2013
My My  How Your Skin Gives Me Music. Insufferable Distance Seeming Dark And Bleak. Now A Warmth So Holy, One I Shall Always Seek. You Swirl Like Smoke As You Appear. Sharp Claws Slice The Flesh Of My Forearm. The Blood Seeps Dark, Red
Do not leave me again my darling
I keep the candle burning until Your return
The Yellow Moon Shall Be Full And Aching
Waking Me From Deep Sleep
I Watch The Forest's Edge From My Window
A Stray Cat Rests On the Fence
As If
From The Shadows You Might Appear
As If
From The Shadows You Might Appear
JL
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JL  United States
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