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Burning Flesh |
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Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
The thin vail burns my eyes as she moves poetry in motion Each flexing Each release bringing joy in eternal How she burns My flesh My heart My love And she holds Close to me holding the flame burn my skin yet i cannot Escape or wait Leave you and be safe ------------------ Pride of place in the human race goes to one without a trace, of subtlety style ego or grace for this position, I wish to say, i would be proud as i am greater than any other face in the crowd |
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starboards Member
since 1999-10-14
Posts 467longwood, florida |
interesting, very very interesting...i like as always! ------------------ "If you love something let it go...if it comes back to you it is yours...if it doesnt then it never was" |
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