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Strolls amidst midnight clear met cobalt's veer barely sure footed gingerly skipping moonbeams'... quite deluded now yesteryear eage..

In earnest spent the daylight hour of savored saltiness sieved from watering lips which carnal moments bareness stole from 'waking's, dew morn'..

Ever a summer's day each rendezvous close to hearth nevertheless a world away, through grape vines sprinkled with life stock towards adventure..

Imagine Imagine once white walls now dawning golden hues... Coalescing with the ceiling's dreamy sky blues... Reminiscent of an ancient world..

Aphrodite's Call Have you ever showered amongst the rain... Hoping to cleanse away heart wrenching pain... No I don't mean just letti..

As Thus As would fireball cure midsummer night's blues when fairytale parachutes thus effervescent mist, crystallized a hue of floating ..

Insatiable Knight Arising 'fore me from dreams' forbidden sands an ever insatiable night's hunger relentlessly courts mortality's hand t..

Surrendering To Mental Bliss Night goddess do witness as I surrender him... My eager wanton pleading bosom... As gateway to my secret pleas..

What Be Mourning What airs...mourning's proper etiquette? Does he clock in nine to five, or somersaults twenty-four seven? Rebelliously alive!..

Thy Muse Thee calleth me thy muse, dawned fuse to thy quiescence Equally in such breath bestows purest innocence Thee nameth me dreamt spri..