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Aug 2014
Frosted window, what mystery might I see if
I just wiped clear your pane with my virile hand
wiped all the frost from your face with a strong loving touch
would it, could it bring
a sunny summer scene
of lovers beneath the willow tree bright clear skied blue
romancing
in rainbow hued
dream.
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