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For my wife (Free verse) by INTRANSIT

She holds me like a soft summer breeze and kisses me with a doves wing. And when we make love we hold hands and become a placid pool.

Shardik 17-Feb-03/6:50 PM
must you mix the doves with Saturn? you'll rupture the mammal space continueum and force darwin to dry hump kubric in a swimming pool full of nestle's strawberry milk... what? lol.




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