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By Lydia Date: 2002 Mar 28 Comment on this Work [[2002.03.28.21.09.32105]] |
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Punish me with frown, temper my steamy burst, just allow me due resolution. All that affords me joy is wrapping into your thoughts. I yield to a whim that reaches beyond cordial, your jelly smile is forgiving of my sorry stories. I rush with harmonious giggles and pleas, for a gentle, detected nod from you. T'is all I request. T'is all I can endure. With merely a fraction of space between thoughts, your delight is all I desire. |