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By B.K. Date: 2004 Feb 05 Comment on this Work [[2004.02.05.21.29.12644]] |
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In the thrill of pale moon night In silken gown of winters light She flows across your passionate pleas In sirens song she sings your lead She bends and shapes to fit the dream In tantric glow two souls surge the seams Of all the madness as this world fades to day She then kisses your brow and steals your heart away (c)bk |