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it's quiet in the sanctuary of semantic regret baptism of words, the touch of liquid vocabulary anointed syntax, a version dipp..

complexion a leaf among a million turns to blush before hiding its soulful drop from dignity and the outstretched arms ..

from a poor man's Paris of the mind i received a postcard from my heart, said: "wish you were here, miss you" it had no sta..

a little bit country, and a lot out of sync. it's a line dance out of step your rhythm holds hands with my demeanor an..

the lodger terrified corner a Ripper's dream incisions of the heart love cut at the throat of logic emotions shouldn'..

Bounced suspended animation heart in flux trampoline feelings come down too heavy break the springs, summer smiles hibernat..

patterns on their faces a touch of cool the trees shade, explicit language in muted color the turning leaves express what th..

Hush gossiping emotions i hear the secrets whispered love, that evasive rogue left me behind the blue door once again..

ground level the common heart perseveres in fluent stream of consciousness natural words on streets of passion pairing ..

fashionably late the dark red moon in a cold suggestive moment serendipitous feelings i don't know you yet, but think i s..