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Silken Souls Subtle crease of silken flesh Arresting curve of ripened breast, still seduction of bare shoulder lovers no time of rest As flames of passion grow ever bolder, but life I can no longer test, as harsh reality makes it colder Subtle crease of silken flesh Attraction stronger, forever fresh, becomes eternal as our souls mesh John H 6/2008
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