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Our September Garden~
Drenched in our radiance
we are mad with love
two wounded souls
yearning for the same
he soaks my bones as I
pour over him washing
away the day as one in
our September garden
we become new again
and again bodies bursting
renewing our flesh for
the start of our eternity
we are mad with love
two wounded souls
yearning for the same
he soaks my bones as I
pour over him washing
away the day as one in
our September garden
we become new again
and again bodies bursting
renewing our flesh for
the start of our eternity
Published 21st Sep 2013
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Anonymous
21st Sep 2013 8:07pm
I could use some refreshing like this ;) Beautiful, Tommie!
21st Sep 2013 8:11pm
Anonymous
21st Sep 2013 8:14pm
That's "Big O My!"
Anonymous
21st Sep 2013 8:29pm
Yes, a lot of people could tl.
nice little write
strider
nice little write
strider
21st Sep 2013 8:42pm
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26th Sep 2013 1:07am
Sensation and flawless.
"he soaks my bones as I
pour over him washing
away the day as one in
our September garden"
You are indeed quite the poet.
"he soaks my bones as I
pour over him washing
away the day as one in
our September garden"
You are indeed quite the poet.
26th Sep 2013 1:15am
