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Daffodil Dreamer
Daffodil dreamer, down in the meadow, making a mess of my make up, painting new pictures, as we pose for photos, that will one day reside on top of our fireplace. I haven’t been aflame for a long time, tired from the torment, I am burrowed under the earth with you. I am borrowing some…
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Flashback – Village
We just want to dance. First time out, or if you’ve been before, these walls welcome you, and the floor is yours. The lights sparkle, with excitement, young and pretty, just like you. We just want to love. Throwing bricks, just to breathe, without persecution. Throw down, the shame, because you’re home, and this night…
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Flashback – S
She saunters,sensual smiles.Someday, she’ll speak.Slow, slinking speech. She sips something,soft souls sit,salivating so she knows,she seduced someone. Sensational,serene,sultry,so suited to “S” words.I’ve run dry.