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By B.K. Date: 2005 Jul 26 Comment on this Work [[2005.07.26.22.16.26266]] |
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I keep a pad and pen close But nothing is flowing These dry hot days Sorry Darlin It's not your fault It's just the circumstances If I think of you My knees go weak I just mind whisper Baby And this sweet ache sends me Into a secret sublime passion Sometimes I just want to stay there Forever and ever in bliss But then reality zaps hard Then refuses to give me an I'm sorry kiss (c)bk..2005 |