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Oct 2014
My precious Seth,

your skin fine as delicate wool,

your clean body as the morning rain,

your enchanted eyes,
the pure innocence,

your lips,
evocatives and tender.

Your tiny hair,
a pleasant forest under a caring sun.

You, my idyllic happiness,
evocative song of a whispering love.
oscarlevi
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oscarlevi  55/M/Saint Paul,MN
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