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moon mood in coveralls
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moon mood in coveralls |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast 
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moon mood is in her coveralls kind of fog gown strap falling down laying her head on oak tree lap pretending she is a girl again old mosey town has sleeping shoes lazy afternoon with bicycle tracks beach cruisers that never go flat and some laughing skin woman dancing I would not bother to ask her name names don't matter unless you are calling and then just the sound is all one needs to hear to know the want color she brought me strawberries in a cup and showed me how far her freckles went said all the way down with her eyes I listened and let her know I had been there maybe I just got back, but would go again _____________ daark |
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Oh my DS...of course one always goes back for strawberries and cream and moon shadows dancing.... and if one can't they are never far from one's desires.... you don't curb those well, y'know... you just let them hang out with the crowd. As it should be.  |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
Sweetsun...those accidental afternoons can be rewarding if the traffic cams don't get ya for moving too fast. thanks lady |
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