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Two becoming one by golden rings, The man in a suit, and the wife demure in white. During the art of making love, the ardour of man is firewater, and sweet liquor. The woman's wistful gaze is aflame with a wish of vestal silk. The firewater may chill, and the sweetness of liquor fade, but the wistful woman's wish is as lasting as time.
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Sep 9, 2017
Sep 9, 2017 at 4:10 PM UTC
Ardour
Two becoming one by golden rings, The man in a suit, and the wife demure in white. During the art of making love, the ardour of man is firewater, and sweet liquor. The woman's wistful gaze is aflame with a wish of vestal silk. The firewater may chill, and the sweetness of liquor fade, but the wistful woman's wish is as lasting as time.
A poem from my journal based on a picture of a married couple that I saw in a magazine.
Lyn-Purcell
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28/F/United Kingdom
Sep 9, 2017
Sep 9, 2017 at 4:10 PM UTC
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