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Her Masterpiece
Is it but I that longs to cradle
those arms, and dine upon those lips
a calling to me, one word at a time
forget the rhyme or the reason
it's meaning in every look
the plateaus set out before
and those mountains I've yet to took
Yes, it is but I, for only I have the will
the strength, and the stamina to fulfill
your patened verse, of night, of stars
thinking in the charming of your eye
spent glowing in a glistened dew
creating a masterpiece, us two
collated, collared, and twined
those arms, and dine upon those lips
a calling to me, one word at a time
forget the rhyme or the reason
it's meaning in every look
the plateaus set out before
and those mountains I've yet to took
Yes, it is but I, for only I have the will
the strength, and the stamina to fulfill
your patened verse, of night, of stars
thinking in the charming of your eye
spent glowing in a glistened dew
creating a masterpiece, us two
collated, collared, and twined
Published 23rd Jul 2019
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Anonymous
23rd Jul 2019 5:02pm
I feel
a
constellation
forming
somewhere
`neath
those erotic
stars ... ❤
*love*
24th Jul 2019 10:40pm
Anonymous
- Edited 3rd Dec 2019 3:45pm
24th Jul 2019 10:15pm
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24th Jul 2019 10:40pm
