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Jul 2013
Something new is surging through the air,
with the taste of seasonal showers.
Winter showers frozen by cold winds,
but we can make it hot.
Hot like two flowers blooming from the summer heat,
so even a kiss can burn human flesh.
When holding you I embrace
open communication with my open heart.
Do you dare take a look?
The bells are about to rock,
so ring my bell.
But if I say keep your foot up the wall
only laughter can then follow.
So, keep your foot on the wall and stand strong,
so I can climb that same wall and feed you.
Feeding my passion of life is my ultimate pleasure,
so now that we are pass introduction lets dance.
Fred Kinard
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Fred Kinard
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