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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast 
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and on those dragon tail afternoons mahjonging pretzel cloud del frisco's across the wrist band of folded hands you are there in your gypsy gown offering me the end of threads and telling me to hurry my tugging lest you give them to the wind and kite your skin over my eyes glimpsing my songs with forbidden there is no room in mosey town for both my heart and my mind when we high noon our daily bread wandering the waters of your smile _____________ daark |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
... and this does make me smile, D. It's most lovely. A |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
there is no room in mosey town for both my heart and my mind when we high noon our daily bread wandering the waters of your smile simply delightful Mr Daark! RDB Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight......... |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Good morning Mr. D! The loss of a gypsy gown to the winds is a good thing to happen, believe me ...  even more so if it brings along a poem with such great appeal! Love, Margherita |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms az, thank you for warming your skin by this fire ms ____________ ms r & b, thank you for looking up from down under _____________ ms mar, thank you for wearing this gauze on your thoughts ms |
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