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It doesn't work when trying to rhyme To mix the words of valentine To cross the miles and pass the time Until once more you are mine And into to your arms again to climb When touch and eyes can words refine Warm bodies in the cold house of lime Rekindle flames of feeling, taste lips of wine Till I find my hearts true entwine And you will be my woodsmoke valentine
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Dec 20, 2015
Dec 20, 2015 at 7:32 AM UTC
Woodsmoke valentine
It doesn't work when trying to rhyme To mix the words of valentine To cross the miles and pass the time Until once more you are mine And into to your arms again to climb When touch and eyes can words refine Warm bodies in the cold house of lime Rekindle flames of feeling, taste lips of wine Till I find my hearts true entwine And you will be my woodsmoke valentine
The "Lime house" is a ramshackle near derilict barn my lover and I camped in on a cold winters night.
Bi-maclean
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Dec 20, 2015
Dec 20, 2015 at 7:32 AM UTC
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