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A heart of youthful year was yearning, Crying out the pain; the burning Tears would e’er remain until An answer from the man would see them die. A sympathetic mirror blessed her – Softened up the curves, caressed her Skin to help regain a calm – Assuage a heaving breast and blushing eye. And through a struggling mind, a chiming: Someone at the door; the timing Perfect and exquisite in the Reconciliation of her woes. She took the oak to make the parting, ‘Here! ’ a presentation startling. Drawing deep through radiant lips, she Kissed her very dream: a crimson rose.
Posted on: Sat, 29 Jun 2013 06:27:45 +0000

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