lilah

Member since 2001 · Posted 17 Feb 2003 · 1 comment

summers rose tis fair and strong small the bud open, days long she grows swift, too soon gone cherish her true, through the song pink light soft, sweet and pure eyes bright and voice so sure scent divine, pleasured lure her smile tis lifes woe cure delicate nature like a pearl whispy tufts all a twirl loves emotion blissful swirl that- is mommies little girl

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[7] Shardik 17-Feb-03/11:19 PM Reply

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