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behind a diaphanous curtain of fog the moon is perched between dark clouds in anticipation of lovers to entice stillness surrounds, no breath of a breeze then rustling leaves, footsteps tell of passion that can't be confined young bodies enfold with insatiable desire moon, contented, discreetly slips behind the clouds
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Jul 27, 2018
Jul 27, 2018 at 10:17 PM UTC
The Moon Waits
behind a diaphanous curtain of fog the moon is perched between dark clouds in anticipation of lovers to entice stillness surrounds, no breath of a breeze then rustling leaves, footsteps tell of passion that can't be confined young bodies enfold with insatiable desire moon, contented, discreetly slips behind the clouds
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Jul 27, 2018
Jul 27, 2018 at 10:17 PM UTC
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