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By greysky Date: 2001 Jul 07 Comment on this Work [[2001.07.07.00.09.31879]] |
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sighing air moves so softly by stirring more the memories than the air upon the skin not so strong as to cool the raging heat within but serving only to stoke emerging coals to blasting fire scented first he moves so close imagining touch his hands drift by to caress the tear from you eye softly his lips kiss the other away opening his arms he accepts you inside for a minute an hour a day till you again are rested and need to be away |