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Mar 2020
when he moves
the same way the bow moves across the strings
he’s harmonizing with your ecstasy

let him be the lightening in your background
while plays on you
lays on you
trumpets and blows you . . .
... caressing you
with the tips of his fingers
let them linger
over and through
your love notes.....
keep playing for her
laying on, her
strum her pain with your craft
let her succumb to your storm
Mahogany Ree
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Mahogany Ree  44/F/Not Where She Is
(44/F/Not Where She Is)   
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   Fawn and JaxSpade
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