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By B.K. Date: 2007 Feb 23 Comment on this Work [[2007.02.23.23.44.7922]] |
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Oh Promise Me Darlin that this love survives The little scraps The overblown notions It works its way through All the mean as a snee potions Obliterating every curse word In thought or spoken Baby this love cracks the hardest noggins As it is blasted deep within the thickest Concrete heart of thee and me Darlin this love floats rhythmically free Then stretches out and suns itself Loving every Wild Indian/Irish moment Through the warmth and magic of chemistry ©bk..2007 |