The Ogre and the Sprite

The Ogre and the Sprite #2

Silken tresses
I am lost in the tree-bark locks dipping to your spider waist
Falling headfirst into brown eyes
I am lost in the capacity of your love.
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I would die with your name on my lips.
Is this the texture-the glow-the expansionary nature of Love?

-August 26, 2007



















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