Eve of love, morn of rain, the softest lips, my kiss remains,
Upon your mouth, so firm and red,
Desires of sweat and love ahead.
Bring me to your wondering mind,
Closer then the heal of time,
To warm your mood, of brodened stay.
My love for you remains.
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Author:
RSM (Pseudonym) (
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