| Subject: <+>-•-<+> Suvena Sun <+>-•-<+> |
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Infra Red
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Date Posted: 11:22:26 05/10/01 Thu
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*The silent, undetected threads of mane slight solemnly down his muscled neck, sliding, slithering, winding about his crest, lipping with passion at the bony rise of his withers that protrude from beneath a blanket of flesh.. His lobes press evenly forth, drawing the intense strains and notes that spill as a poet's work from the meet of her tender lips, the rim that conceals within it herself, her mind, her soul, the doorway to the loving femme, his love, the love that he had known for so long, his passion growing with each second near to her, growing, budding, the limbs of its growth bursting from a tiny bead of green, a bead which sat motionless upon a frail twig, now opened with the thrust of wealth, a passion, a lust for life itself, something that none could explain, that none could try or decieve...... It was love.. Love that grew, that never ceased, the love of an invisible steed, a love for an ivory mare that stood so near to him now...* Any moment spent with you, is a moment saved where I might have been in sorrow... If you go.. Knowing that you are at peace is somewhat empty, empty for I cannot hold you, I cannot speak to you, but yet to know this is far better than to know that you parted in sorrow... Please be in peace, m'love.. Be in peace, and trust that you will remain for years to come, until we shall both lay to death.. I love you, my beautiful angel. Never forget this, please.. Though my words are little, they are powerful, and you must not deny them.. Please, m'love... Do not forget this..
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