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the Enchantress
Contributed by
Jan_Oskar_Hansen
on
Wednesday, 5th February 2003 @ 02:20:00 PM in AEST
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The Enchantress
My fingers smell of you, I've
washed my face in your elixir.
Dawn, and I'm walking home,
so absorbed by you that I don't
see the morning sky and its
clouds formation, which paint
a warning that I'm not alone
in the sharing of your favours.
On this early day, however, my
naivety is total.
Copyright ©
Jan_Oskar_Hansen
... [
2003-02-05 14:20:00]
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Re: the Enchantress
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by Robert_Edgar_Burns on
Saturday, 8th February 2003 @ 04:06:13 PM AEST
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Ahh! The smell of love! It's what life is all about! Beautiful.
Love,
Robert Edgar Burns |
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Re: the Enchantress
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by Adam on
Monday, 17th November 2008 @ 11:24:14 PM AEST
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| What better proof that love is blind. |
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