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How I Loved You
How I loved you, my dear Andréa
How I drank from your green eyes
Oh, I would climb the himalayas
To place my hands upon your thighs
How I drank from your green eyes
Oh, I would climb the himalayas
To place my hands upon your thighs
Published 4th Aug 2013
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4th Aug 2013 11:55pm
well it's nice to be back,
where else am I going
to read stuff like this!?
Nice..!
where else am I going
to read stuff like this!?
Nice..!
5th Aug 2013 00:03am
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5th Aug 2013 1:28pm
Rhyme? So just put Andréa in plural *joking* :-). I wish your hands some thigh-climbing experience! Nice one, J.!
Chi
Chi
5th Aug 2013 2:45pm
Yes, I know :-). And I did not want to be rude and thoughtless. It was just the first thought (after I thought about much more relating to your longingly poem) that came to my mind when I read your own comment on it. Did not want to offend you!!!
5th Aug 2013 9:55pm
Anonymous
6th Aug 2013 10:04am
Like this romantic write. :)
6th Aug 2013 12:31pm
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21st Oct 2014 2:59am
it seems to be the beginning of a great poem. you should have proceeded to further embellishment...
1st Nov 2014 8:09pm
