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My eyes are yours, Blind me with passion, My touch is yearning, Let me lay, explore, My hair is spun, wrapt, In a bundle clutching, Like fingers that see, My breath, breathes you, Deep, solemn in dream, My heart lives beaten, Before you even play Mine as your instrument, What marvels could be Us as we are, ever one, Sure and spry, innocent, Full of life and of verve, Real into new actuality, Warm in the tended fires Of the heats of winter, Blazed with white flame From an old tome untold, Now I shall sleep longly, With only yours beside, My toes, frightfully curled, In truest circles round you, My body is your treasure, Waiting to be unlocked.
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Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 1:43 PM UTC
To Be Unlocked
My eyes are yours, Blind me with passion, My touch is yearning, Let me lay, explore, My hair is spun, wrapt, In a bundle clutching, Like fingers that see, My breath, breathes you, Deep, solemn in dream, My heart lives beaten, Before you even play Mine as your instrument, What marvels could be Us as we are, ever one, Sure and spry, innocent, Full of life and of verve, Real into new actuality, Warm in the tended fires Of the heats of winter, Blazed with white flame From an old tome untold, Now I shall sleep longly, With only yours beside, My toes, frightfully curled, In truest circles round you, My body is your treasure, Waiting to be unlocked.
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Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 1:43 PM UTC
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