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Oct 2021
Your skin glows like the blossoms, beautiful as the daisy in the purest hope of spring.
My yearning heart rises to your flute voice and leaps like a gazelle at the whisper of your name, Julia.
The evening ascends in on a great dove wing.
I am calmed by your fitted gown that I carry into the twilight of starbeams and hold next to my eyes.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of honey.
As my eyes fall from your eyes, I am reminded of your smile.
In the hushed, I listen for the last splash of the spring.
My heated heart breathes inside my soul. I wait in the crystal moonlight for your secret appearance so that we may race as one, heart to heart, in search of the glorious blue sensual wings of love.
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The Pidgeon  13/M/Nowhere u need to know
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