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in this midnight room, by this bed,
'tis this incandescent, by which gloom is defeat'd,
to retreat unto the corner'd crevice,
to fi..
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gorgeous bloom that trembles
upon the leaf'd branch
as i reach for thee,
and faints
with mine initial whisper'd breath of b..
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o, what wretch'd thing is this
that sings
such beauteous inspiration?
lo, her temptatious smile, her
bare, shapely form.
t..
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do you hear the echoes of bliss'd past betwixt the beats
of this hysterical heart?
the shadow of self that reflects in this mirror, yellow..
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i ne'er loved you much, but failed in loving few,
like so many wast'd grains viewed
through the
glass of an hour.
if i could e'er ..
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water flows, flows, flowing from whence it came,
ebbing, stentorious tides hush the dead,
whilst sirens sing his doom from jagg'd rocks..
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twisting,writhing--mounds of moist nak'd flesh pressing tight 'gainst rigid,pulsing,bare flesh,tir'd kisses stitching up and down the sides,empassion'..
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sitting still at the vibrant water's edge,
o
awe-inspiring scene!
ivory sails-- cottony, soft, rivaling clouds,
drifting in
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i love her from afar at vesper
voluptuous curves set
against heavy sinking
summer suns
darkened tress and naked
breasts
shim..
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o once beauteous, wingéd ram,
how pitiful-- your gold is gone.
Nephele's alary aide,
savior of Helles and Phrixus;
'twas no..
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