Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Open

Clouds
Soft, You Wrapped
In Me
Slowly Swirling
Gentle Rhythm
Last Light
Caressing
Kissing Warmth
Licking Fiery
Bodies
Floating Into The
Vortex

[1998]
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