speak to her
of heart
a force of
maniacal wit
restrict no
words
view her
pining for
lost, mislaid
trust until
worth
renews
hear her
concoct
plumes rising
ladle lilting
ribald
viscosity
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 8th, 2024 06:27
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Dont'cha just love it when she lets ya talk dirty to her eh' .. just don't do it on the first date .. otherwise you could be on a sticky wicket .. 😎👍
Aye! That be true 😊
Powerful words said with force. Lack of trust is hard to rebuild. The last stanza is the most difficult to understand but the most enlightening
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