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Jul 2013
I miss cold November days,
And snowy December skies,
I miss snuggling in a distant haze,
And watching the sun rise,
I long for your warmth in frigid nights,
Your hands to grace my body once more,
Nostalgic are the cities scattered lights,
With comforting thoughts of the one I adore.
Western Wildflower
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Western Wildflower  San Diego
(San Diego)   
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